Victor Appleton by Tom Swift & His Aerial Warship

Author:Tom Swift & His Aerial Warship [Swift, Tom & Warship, His Aerial]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2011-12-05T19:39:03+00:00

CHAPTER XIV

THE FIRST FLIGHT

Little time was lost in securing the two men who bad been so effectively rendered helpless by Koku’s ready, if rough, measures. One of them was showing signs of returning consciousness now, and Tom, not willing to inflict needless pain, even on an enemy, told one of his men, summoned by the alarm, to bring water. Soon the two men opened their eyes, and looked about them in dazed fashion.

“Did—did anything hit me?” asked one meekly.

“It must have been a thunderbolt,” spoke the other dreamily. “But it didn’t look like a storm.”

“Oh, dere was a storm, all right,” chuckled Eradicate, who, having left his mule, Boomerang outside, came into the shed. “It was a giant storm all right.”

The men put their hands to their heads, and seemed to comprehend. They looked at the rope that bound their feet. Their forearms had been loosened to allow them to take a drink of water.

“What does this mean—Ransom—Kurdy?” asked Tom sternly, when the men seemed able to talk. “Did you attack Koku?”

“It looks as though he had the best of us, whether we did or not,” said the man Tom knew as Kurdy. “Whew, how my head aches!”

“Me sorry,” said Koku simply.

“Not half as sorry as we are,” returned Ransom ruefully.

“What does it mean?” asked Tom sternly. “There were four of you. Feldman and one other got away.”

“Oh, trust Feldman for getting away,” sneered Kurdy. “He always leaves his friends in the lurch.”

“Was this a conspiracy?” demanded Tom.

The two captives looked at one another, sitting bound on the floor of the shop, their backs against some boxes.

“I guess it’s all up, and we might as well make a clean breast of it,” admitted Kurdy.

“Perhaps it would be better,” said Tom quietly. “Eradicate,” he went on, to the colored man, “go to the house and tell Mrs. Baggert that everything is all right and no one hurt.”

“No one hurt, Massa Tom? What about dem dere fellers?” and the colored man pointed to the captives.

“Well, they’re not hurt much,” and Tom permitted himself a little smile. “I don’t want my father to worry. Tell him everything is all right.”

“All right, Massa Tom. I’se gwine right off. I’se got t’ look after mah mule, Boomerang, too. I’se gwine,” and he shuffled away.

“Who else besides Feldman got away?” asked Tom, looking alternately at the prisoners.

They hesitated a moment about answering.

“We might as well give up, I tell you,” spoke Kurdy to Ransom.

“All right, go ahead, we’ll have to take our medicine. I might have known it would turn out this way—going in for this sort of thing. It’s the first bit of crooked business I ever tried,” the man said earnestly, “and it will be the last—believe me!”

“Who was the fourth man?” Tom repeated.

“Harrison,” answered Kurdy, naming one of the most efficient of the new machinists Tom had hired during the rush.

“Harrison, who has been working on the motor?” cried the young inventor.

“Yes,” said Ransom.

“I’m sorry to learn that,” Tom went on in a low voice.

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