"Oh, I can"t thank you enough," cried Miss Nestor with a flash from her brown eyes that made Tom"s heart beat double time. "I was afraid I had damaged the boat, and I knew d.i.c.k, who is a sort of second cousin of mine, would never forgive me."
"There"s no harm done," Tom a.s.sured her. "But you had better keep near us on your way back, that is, if you are going back."
"Oh, indeed I am. I was frightened when I found I"d come so far away from sh.o.r.e, and then, when that explosion took place--well, you can imagine how I felt. Indeed I will keep near you. Are you stopping near here? If you are, I wish you"d come and see me, you and Mr.
Newton," she added, for Tom had introduced his chum.
"I"ll be very glad to," answered our hero, and he told how he happened to be in the neighborhood. "I"ll give you a few lessons in managing a boat, if you like," he added.
"Oh, will you? That will be lovely! I won"t tell d.i.c.k about it, and I"ll surprise him some day by showing him how well I can run his boat."
"Good idea," commented Tom.
He started the motor for Miss Nestor, having stopped it after his first test, and then, with the DOT, which was the name of the small boat Miss Nestor was in, following the larger ARROW, the run back to the hotel was made. The young lady turned off near the Lakeview dock to go to the cottage where she was stopping and the lads tied up at the hotel boathouse.
"Yes, we are in for a storm," remarked Tom as he and his chum walked up toward the hotel. "I wonder how dad is? I hope the outing is doing him good."
"There he comes now," observed Ned, and, looking up, Tom saw his father approaching. The young inventor was at once struck by the expression on his parent"s face. Mr. Swift looked worried and Tom anxiously hastened forward to meet him.
"What"s the matter dad?" he asked as cheerfully as he could. "Have you been figuring over that gyroscope problem again, against my express orders?" and he laughed a little.
"No, Tom, it"s not the gyroscope that"s worrying me."
"What is it then?"
"Those scoundrels are around again, Tom!" and Mr. Swift looked apprehensively about him.
"You mean the men who stole the turbine model?"
"Yes. I was walking in the woods near the hotel yesterday and I saw Anson Morse. He did not see me, for I turned aside as quickly as I had a glimpse of him. He was talking to another man."
"What sort of a man?"
"Well, an ordinary enough individual, but I noticed that he had tattooed on the little finger of his left hand a blue ring."
"Happy Harry, the tramp!" exclaimed Tom. "What can he and Morse be doing here?"
"I don"t know, Tom, but I"m worried. I wish I was back home. I"m afraid something may happen to some of my inventions. I want to go back to Shopton, Tom."
"Nonsense, dad. Don"t worry just because you saw some of your former enemies. Everything is all right at home. Mrs. Baggert and Garret Jackson will look after things. But, if you like, I, can find out for you how matters are."
"How, Tom?"
"By taking a run down there in my motor-boat. I can do it to-morrow and get back by night, if I start early. Then you will not worry."
"All right, Tom; I wish you would. Come up to my room and we will talk it over. I"d rather leave you go than telephone, as I don"t like to talk of my business over the wire if I can avoid it."
CHAPTER X
A CRY FOR HELP
"Now, dad, tell me all about it," requested Tom when he and Ned were in Mr. Swift"s apartment at the hotel, safe from the rain that was falling. "How did you happen to see Anson Morse and Happy Harry?" My old readers will doubtless remember that the latter was the disguised tramp who was so vindictive toward Tom, while Morse was the man who endeavored to sneak in Mr. Swift"s shop and steal a valuable invention.
"Well, Tom," proceeded the inventor, "there isn"t much to tell. I was out walking in the woods yesterday, and when I was behind a clump of bushes I heard voices. I looked out and there I saw the two men."
"At first I thought they were trailing me, but I saw that they had not seen me, and I didn"t see how they could know I was in the neighborhood. So I quietly made my way back to the hotel."
"Could you hear what they were saying?"
"Not all, but they seemed angry over something. The man with the blue ring on his finger asked the other man whether Murdock had been heard from."
"Who is Murdock?"
"I don"t know, unless he is another member of the gang or unless that is an a.s.sumed name."
"It may be that. What else did you hear?"
"The man we know as Morse replied that he hadn"t heard from him, but that he suspected Murdock was playing a double game. Then the tramp--Happy Harry--asked this question: "Have you any clew to the sparkler?" And Morse answered: "No, but I think Murdock has hid it somewhere and is trying to get away with it without giving us our share." Then the two men walked away, and I came back to the hotel,"
finished Mr. Swift.
"Sparkler," murmured Tom. "I wonder what that can be?"
"That"s a slang word for diamonds," suggested Ned.
"So it is. In that case, dad, I think we have nothing to worry about.
Those fellows must be going to commit a diamond robbery or perhaps it has already taken place."
The inventor seemed relieved at this theory of his son. His face brightened and he said: "If they are going to commit a robbery, Tom, we ought to notify the police."
"But if they said that "Murdock," whoever he is, had the sparkler and was trying to get away with it without giving them their share, wouldn"t that indicate that the robbery had already taken place?" asked Ned.
"That"s so," agreed Tom. "But it won"t do any harm to tell the hotel detective that suspicious characters are around, no matter if the robbery has been committed. Then he can be on the lookout. But I don"t think we have anything to worry about, dad. Still, if you like, I"ll take a run down to the house to see that everything is all right, though I"m sure it will be found that we have nothing to be alarmed over."
"Well, I will be more relieved if you do," said the inventor, "However, suppose we have a good supper now and you boys can stay at the hotel to-night. Then you and Ned can start off early in the morning."
"All right," agreed Tom, but there was a thoughtful look on his face and he appeared to be planning something that needed careful attention to details.
After supper that night Tom took his chum to one side and asked: "Would you mind very much if you didn"t make the trip to Shopton with me?"
"No, Tom, of course not, if it will help you any. Do you want me to stay here?"
"I think it will be a good plan. I don"t like to leave dad alone if those scoundrels are around. Of course he"s able to look after himself, but sometimes he gets absent minded from thinking too much about his inventions."
"Of course I"ll stay here at the hotel. This is just as good a vacation as I could wish."
"Oh, I don"t mean all the while. Just a day or so--until I come back.