Part 16 (2/2)
”Say, that's a beauty!” cried one boy.
”Let's see if they'll let us go on!” proposed another.
”We're going to have our own troubles,” said Tom to his chum. ”I guess I'll go into town, and leave the rest of you on guard here.
Keep everybody off, if you have to string mildly charged electrical wires about the rail.”
But there was no need to take this precaution, for, just as the combined juvenile population of that part of Logansville was prepared to storm, and board the Falcon, Koku appeared on deck.
”Oh, look at the giant!”
”Say, this is a circus airs.h.i.+p?”
”Wow! Ain't he big!”
”I'll bet he could lift a house!”
These and other expressions came from the boys and girls about the airs.h.i.+p. The women looked on open-mouthed, and murmurs of surprise and admiration at Koku's size came from a number of men who had hastily run up.
Koku stepped from the airs.h.i.+p to the ground, and at once every boy and girl made a bee-line for safety.
”That will do the trick!” exclaimed Tom with a laugh. ”Koku, just pull up a few trees, and look as fierce as Bluebeard, and I guess we won't be troubled with curiosity seekers. You can guard the airs.h.i.+p, Koku, better than electric wires.”
”I fix 'em!” exclaimed the giant, and he tried to look fierce, but it was hard work, for he was very good natured. But he proved a greater attraction than the aircraft, and Tom was glad of it, for he did not like meddlers aboard.
”With Koku to help you, and Mr. Damon to bless things. I guess you can manage until I come back, Ned,” said the young inventor, as he made ready to go in to town to see if Mr. Whitford had arrived.
”Oh, we'll get along all right,” declared Ned. ”Don't worry.”
Tom found Mr. Whitford in one of the rooms over the post-office. The custom house official was restlessly pacing the floor.
”Well, Tom!” he exclaimed, shaking hands, ”I'm glad to see you. I was afraid something had happened. I was delayed myself, but when I did arrive and found you hadn't been heard from, I didn't know what to think. I couldn't get you on the wireless. The plant here is out of repair.”
Tom told of their trip, and the wait they had decided on, and asked:
”What about the new clew; the Fogers?”
”I'm sorry to say it didn't amount to anything. I ran it down, and came to nothing.”
”You know Andy has a new airs.h.i.+p?”
”Yes. I had men on the trail of it. They say Andy is agent for a firm that manufactures them, but I have my doubts. I haven't given up yet. But say, Tom, you've got to get busy. A big lot of goods was smuggled over last night.”
”Where?”
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