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Musing on the possibilities in this field, Tom, having left Ned at the latter's home, soared down from aloft, and a little later, having told Koku to look after the Air Scout, much to the delight of the giant and the discomfiture of Rad, the young inventor was closeted with Mr. Damon and Dixwell Hardley.
"I believe that is all," returned Tom. "But, on my part, it will take some little time to fit the submarine out as I want to have her. There are some special appliances I want to take along which will aid us in the search for the gold, if we find the place where the Pandora is sunk." "Oh, we'll find that all right," declared Mr. Hardley, "if you will only follow my directions."
"I'll say you don't!" added Ned, as he thought of some of Tom's perilous voyages, among the diamond makers and in the caves of ice. "Well, if you are anxious to make money, as I admit I am," said Mr. Hardley, "why can't you give me an answer now?" "Because," answered Tom, "there are many things to be considered.
Those in the M. N. 1 staggered about, and had to hold on to objects to preserve their footing. "Both at the same time!" cried Ned. "The two whales are coming at us both at once!" This was evidently the case. Tom Swift quickly hurried to the engine room. "What are you going to do?" asked Mr. Hardley. "You ought to do something! I'm not going to be killed down here by a whale.
But it was too late to make the change now, and so, with more than usual confidence in his own designing abilities, the next day the young inventor and his friends went aboard the M. N. 1 for the trial trip. "You don't easily get seasick, do you?" Tom asked Mr. Hardley, as they descended the hatchway into the interior of the craft. "No, I'm considered a good sailor."
"Well, you are entitled to your opinion, of course," agreed Tom, and both Mr. Damon and Ned were surprised to see him so calm. "I admit we haven't found the wreck, and may not, for some time." "Then why don't you admit you're incompetent?" cried Mr. Hardley. "I don't see why I should," said Tom, still keeping calm.
Damon, told me about you, my dear Mr. Swift," went on Mr. Hardley, "I at once came to the conclusion that you were the very man I wanted to do business with. I'm sure it will be to our mutual advantage." Tom Swift said nothing. He was willing to let the other talk, while he waited to see how far he would go. And, as Tom said afterward, he, as had Ned, took an instinctive dislike to Mr. Hardley.
"Bless my pocketbook, Tom, but there are millions in it!" exclaimed Mr. Damon. "Literally millions, Tom!" Mr. Hardley settled himself comfortably in his chair and looked from Tom to Ned. "May I speak freely here?" he asked, with obvious intent. "You may," the young inventor answered. "Mr. Newton is my financial manager, and I do nothing of importance without consulting him.
In conformity then with his decision to take Mr. Damon and the latter's friend, Mr. Hardley, on an undersea search for treasure, Tom at once proceeded to make his preparations. Ned, too, had his work to do, since the decision to make what might be a long trip would necessitate a change in Tom's plans. But, as in everything he did, he threw himself into this whole-heartedly and with enthusiasm.
"No, it isn't a squid, Mr. Damon," replied the young inventor easily; "though the water does look as if a squid had spilled a lot of his ink in it. This is just the effect of mud stirred up by our propellers. There may be more of it." Ned looked toward Mr. Hardley to see how he was taking it.
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