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Appleton, Victor [pseud.]

"Tom Swift and His Aerial Warship, or, the Naval Terror of the Seas"

I must look into
this."
"Are any of the new men employed on the Mars?" Mr. Swift asked.
"No, not yet, but I shall have to shift some there from other
work I think, in order to get finished on time."
"Well, they will bear watching I think," his father said.
"Why, have you seen anything--do you--" began the young man,
for Mr. Swift had not been told of the suspicions of the
lieutenant.
"Oh, it isn't anything special," the older inventor went on.
"Only I wouldn't let a man I didn't know much about get too much
knowledge of my latest invention."
"I won't, Dad. Thanks for telling me. This latest craft is sure
going to be a beauty."
"Then you think it will work, Tom?"
"I'm sure of it, Dad!"
Mr. Swift shook his head in doubt

CHAPTER XI
A DAY OFF

Tom Swift pondered long and intently over what his father had
said to him. He sat for several minutes in his private office,
after the aged inventor had passed out, reviewing in his mind the
talk just finished.
"I wonder," said Tom slowly, "if any of the new men could have
obtained work here for the purpose of furthering that plot the
lieutenant suspects? I wonder if that could be true?"
And the more Tom thought of it, the more he was convinced that
such a thing was at least possible.


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