From then on Tom had passed a busy life, making many machines
and having some thrilling times with them. Just previous to the
opening of this story Tom had made a peculiar instrument,
described in the volume entitled "Tom Swift and His Photo-
Telephone." With that a person talking could not only see the
features of the person with whom he was conversing, but, by means
of a selenium plate and a sort of camera, a permanent picture
could be taken of the person at either end of the wire.
By means of this invention Tom had been able to make a picture
that had saved a fortune. But Tom did not stop there. With him to
invent was as natural and necessary as breathing. He simply could
not stop it. And so we find him now about to show to his chum,
Ned Newton, his latest patent, an aerial warship, which, however,
was not the success Tom had hoped for.
But just at present other matters than the warship were in
Tom's mind. The red shed was on fire.
That mere statement might not mean anything special to the
ordinary person, but to Tom, his father, and those who knew about
his shops, it meant much.
"The red shed!" Tom cried.
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