"Two, this time. They both say they're good mechanics."
"That's what they all say," interposed Tom, with a smile. "But,
though they may be good mechanics in their own line, they need to
have special qualifications to work on airships. Tell them to
wait, Rodney," Tom went on to the lad, "and I'll see them
presently."
As the boy went away, and Tom closed the door, he turned to
Lieutenant Marbury.
"You were about to give me another warning when that
interruption came. You might complete it now."
"Yes, it was another warning," spoke the officer, "and one I
hope you will heed. It concerns yourself, personally."
"Do you mean he is in danger?" asked Ned quickly.
"That's exactly what I do mean," was the prompt reply. "In
danger of personal injury, if not something worse."
Tom did not seem as alarmed as he might reasonably have been
under the circumstances.
"Danger, eh?" he repeated coolly. "On the part of whom?"
"That's just where I can't warn you," the officer replied. "I
can only give you that hint, and beg of you to be careful."
"Do you mean you are not allowed to tell?" asked Ned
"No, indeed; it isn't that!" the lieutenant hastened to assure
the young man.
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