"
"Then you haven't actually tried it out yet?" asked Ned.
"Not the guns, no. I have the warship of the air nearly done,
but I've worked out on paper the problem of the guns far enough
so that I know I'm up against it. It can't be done, and an aerial
warship without guns wouldn't be worth much, I'm afraid."
"I suppose not," agreed Ned. "And is it only the recoil that is
bothering you?"
"Mostly. But come, take a look at my latest pet," and Tom arose
to lead the way to another shed, a large one in the distance,
toward which he waved his hand to indicate to his chum that there
was housed the wonderful invention.
The two chums crossed the yard, threading their way through the
various buildings, until they stood in front of the structure to
which Tom had called attention.
"It's in here," he said. "I don't mind admitting that I'm quite
proud of it, Ned; that is, proud as far as I've gone. But the gun
business sure has me worried. I'm going to talk it off on you.
Hello!" cried Tom suddenly, as he put a key in the complicated
lock on the door, "someone has been in here. I wonder who it is?"
Ned was a little startled at the look on Tom's face and the
sound of alarm in his chum's voice.
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