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"But since you feel that way about it, I think the best thing for us to do is to separate." "What do you mean?" stormed the other. "I mean that I will set you ashore at the nearest place, and that all arrangements between us are at an end." "All right then! Do it! Do it!" cried Mr. Hardley, shaking his fist, but at no one in particular. "I'm through with you! But this is your own decision.
"You say the submarine is nearly ready?" asked Mr. Hardley. "She will be ready for a trial trip at the end of this week," said Tom, "and be fitted up for the voyage within another seven days, I hope. Then for the great adventure!" and he laughed, though, truth to tell, he had no real liking for his task. The more he saw of Mr. Hardley the less he liked him.
Hardley I believe the name is had a proposition to make to me?" "That's exactly it, my dear Mr. Swift!" broke in the man in question. "I have a wonderful offer to make you, and I'm sure you will admit that it will be well worth your while to consider and accept it. There will be at least a million in it " "Bless my check book, I thought you said several millions!" exclaimed Mr. Damon.
Hardley at the submarine dock the next morning. Everything had been made ready for the start, postponed from the day before. Mr. Hardley's estimated share of the expenses had been deposited in a bank, to be paid over later. "Well, are we really going this time, or are you going to delay again?" asked the gold seeker, and his voice lacked a pleasant tone. "Oh, were going this time!" exclaimed Tom.
Hardley, I'm at your service, as far as listening to your proposition is concerned." "Thank you. I shall endeavor to be brief," remarked the visitor. "Am I correct in assuming that you have had some experience in submarine work? I believe Mr. Damon mentioned something of that sort." "Submarine work? Bless my hydrometer, I should say so!" exclaimed the eccentric man.
But sunlight was not needed, for the craft carried powerful electric lights that could illuminate the sea in the immediate vicinity of the submarine. "Are you going to stay here long?" asked Mr. Hardley, when Tom had spent some time making accurate readings of the various instruments of the boat.
They all flew out except Hope, which remained in the bottom. Well, most of the gold seems to have flown away, but we found a box on the Pandora. What's in it I don't know yet, as I haven't opened it. Still, if it doesn't contain more than Hope I shall be disappointed." The face of Hardley showed the rage felt. "Give me that box! Give me that box!" he cried, shaking his fist at Tom.
Hardley. Mr. Hardley, Tom Swift, Mr. Damon, Ned Newton, Koku, and one or two navigating officers of the craft, were gathered in the operating cabin of the M. N. 1. "That's water being pumped into the tanks," explained Tom. "We are now going down. If you'll watch the depth gauge you can note our progress." "Going down, are we?" remarked Mr. Hardley.
"There are certain rules and laws about treasure, and it might happen that after we got this if we do it could be taken away from us." "I think there will be no difficulty on this score," said Mr. Hardley. "In the first place, two attempts were made to get this wealth, and were unsuccessful.
I was afraid," said Tom to Ned, who was also in the office, "that he had Hardley with him. I'm not quite ready to see him yet." "Then you haven't made up your mind about going for the treasure?" "Not exactly. I shall, perhaps, this week." "Bless my matchbox, Tom, but I'm glad to see you!" cried Mr. Damon, as he hastened forward with outstretched hand. "I was afraid you might be out. Now look here!
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