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"Is the locomotive they are using out there a very marvelous machine?" asked the girl, with added interest. "No more marvelous than the big electric motors that drag the trains into New York City, for instance, through the tunnels. Steam engines cannot be used in those tunnels for obvious, as well as legal, reasons. They are all wonderful machines, using third-rail power. "But that Jandel patent that Mr. Bartholomew is using out there on the H. & P. A. is probably the highest type of such motors. It is up to us to beat that. Fortunately I got a pass into the Jandel shops a few months ago and I studied at first hand the machine Mr. Bartholomew is using." "Isn't that great!" cried Mary. "Well, it helps some. I at least know in a general way the 'how' of the construction of the Jandel locomotive. It is simple enough. Too simple by far, I should say, to get both speed and power. We'll see," and he nodded his head thoughtfully. Tom did not stay long with the girl, for it was already late in the evening when he had arrived at her house. As he got up to depart Mary's anxiety for his safety revived. "I wish you would take care now, Tom. Those men may hound you." "What for?" chuckled the young inventor. "They have the notes they wanted." "But that very thing--the fact that you fooled them--will make them more angry. Take care." "I have a means of looking out for myself, after all," said Tom quietly, seeing that he must relieve her mind. "I let that fellow get away with my wallet; but I won't let him hurt me. Don't fear." She had opened the door. The lamplight fell across porch and steps, and in a broad white band even to the gate and sidewalk. There was a motor-car slowing down right before the open gate. "Who's this?" queried Tom, puzzled. A sharp voice suddenly was raised in an exclamatory explosion. "Bless my breakshoes! is that Tom Swift? Just the chap I was looking for. Bless my mileage-book! this saves me time and money." "Why, it's Mr. Wakefield Damon," Mary cried, with something like relief in her tones. "You can ride home in his car, Tom." "All right, Mary. Don't be afraid for me," replied Tom Swift, and ran down the walk to the waiting car. "Bless my vest buttons! Tom Swift, my heart swells when I see you--" "And is like to burst off the said vest buttons?" chuckled the young fellow, stepping in beside his eccentric friend who blessed everything inanimate in his florid speech.
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