I happened to mention that you
lived near here, and suggested that he might like to see some of
your inventions. He agreed, and we came over in my auto. And now,
bless my liver-pin! I find you about to start off on another
trip."
"And have you fully decided to go with me?" asked Tom. "There
may be danger, and I don't like the way that mysterious man
behaved."
"Oh, bless my revolver!" cried Mr. Damon. "I'm used to danger
by this time. Of course I'm going, and so is Mr. Parker. Do you
know," and the man, who was always blessing something, came
closer to the lad, and whispered: "Do you know, Tom, Mr. Parker
is a very peculiar individual."
"I'm sure of it," answered the young inventor, looking at the
gentleman in question, who was then inside the airship cabin.
"But he's all right, even if he is predicting unpleasant
things," went on Mr. Damon. "I think we'll get better acquainted
with him after a bit."
"I hope so," agreed Tom, but he did not realize then how close
his companionship with Mr. Parker was to be, nor what dangers
they were to share later.
The friends talked at considerable length of the prospective
trip, and Tom, by this time, had ascertained what needed to be
done to the airship to get it in shape to travel. It would take
about a week, and, in the meanwhile, Mr.
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