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Tom Swift and His Submarine Boat; Or, Under the Ocean for Sunken Treasure

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 1903    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

Weston

cried Mr. Damon, when he had been shown over the new craft. "

" exclaimed Mr. Sharp. "I was coun

agreed Mr. Damon. "I particularly like the cabin arran

re from a trip in the submarine. The cabin was parti

here was more room in which to cook and serve food. Mr. Damon was fond

at the hotel. The young inventor inquired of the clerk whether the seafa

his room?"

ight until we had every window in his room open, though it was blowing quite hard, and likely to

youth, wondering what sort of

ming from his room, and he went right down to the beach with a big telescope he a

he had b

ant to eat until about four b

ock in the morning, or four in the afternoon or eight at night, according to the time of day. Then there'

the clerk. "I never could get it throu

a ship. But I guess I'll go down and see if I can meet the captain. It will soon be ten o'cloc

ntance, the night clerk told me. They sat and smoked together until long after midnight, or eig

e had visions of what the wily Mr. Ber

per man to make friends with?" and

answer. "I guess I'll go and see if

or Mr. Sharp, had thought to warn Captain Weston ag

he fact that the man stopped, every now and then, and gazed seaward through a large telescope, the lad concluded it was the captai

Weston?"

ave startled him, the captain turned. Slowly he

e. Who are you

a voice like a crosscut saw, and a rolling gait. Instead he saw a man of medium size, with a smooth face, merry blue eyes, and the softest voice and gentlest manner imaginable. Tom wa

where our ship is ready to launch." The young inventor refrained from mentioning submarine,

ay, if I may be permitted to say so," and he seemed to hesitate, as

lad. Then, with a smile he add

s demonstrative than that of most persons. "I believe I am getting hungry, if I may be

me," he went on. "I don't know what sort of a galley or cook they have a

eakfast. But I'll wait for you, and then I'd like to

ook an observation. "Not many sails in sight this morning," he added. "But the weather is fine, and we ought to get off in good shape to hunt

pportunity for broaching a subject that was worrying him. "Did

ad quite a talk. He is

re?" asked the lad, eager to find

eaman, as if Tom might be offended at so direct a reply. But the young i

ro was located?" continued the lad. "That is, did

I arrived here I made inquiries as to where your father's place was located. Mr. Berg overheard me, and introduced himself as a

worst fears were to be

she had three hundred thousand dollars in gold aboard. The only thing he didn't know was where the wreck was located. He knew it was off Uruguay some

, don't you?" as

will allow me that expression," was the calm answer. "I

information out of you?" i

m afraid

ive him th

cope, "you see, while we were talking, I happened to drop a copy of a map I'd made, show

where the treasure is, and he may g

that map, and he looked very closely at the latitude a

ny trouble finding it

ain, "if I may be permitted to re

trouble locating the sunk

't happen to be the right location. It was about five hundred miles out of the way, and I rather guess if Mr. Berg and his friends go there for treasure they'll find considerable depth of water and quite a lonesome spot. Oh, no, I'm not as easy as I look, if you don't mind me mentioning that fact; and when a scoundrel sets out to get the best of me, I generally try to turn the

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