Jenks.
"We'll just have to wait."
"For what?" the scientist wanted to know.
"To see what they'll do with us. They can't keep us here
forever. They'll have to let us go some time." Following their
capture, Folwell and Munson, the latter the stowaway of the
airship, had been in earnest conversation regarding our friends,
but what conclusion they had reached the adventurers could only
guess.
"And we didn't have time to examine the diamond-making
machinery close enough so that we could duplicate it if
necessary," complained Tom, a little later.
"No," agreed Mr. Jenks. "There are certain things about it that
are not clear to me. Well, I don't believe I'll have another
chance to inspect it. They'll take good care of that, though they
seem to be getting ready to make more diamonds."
"Perhaps they're going to manufacture a big batch, and then
leave this place," suggested Mr. Damon. "They will probably go to
some other secret cave, and leave us here."
"I hope they untie us before they leave, and give us something
to eat," remarked the young inventor.
For two hours longer the captives lay there, in most
uncomfortable positions. Then Folwell and Munson, leaving the
group of diamond makers who were grouped about the machinery,
approached the captives.
"Well," remarked Munson, "we got ahead of you after all; didn't
we.
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