Tom Swift in the City of Gold; Or, Marvelous Adventures Underground

e draped. Tom quickly pulled them aside and stepped into the parlor. The connecting door had been open slightly, and in a flash the you

Andy seated on the far side, app

tently. Tom wondered what in the world Andy could want of him, since the two were never in good t

nswered Andy quickly, laying asid

n wh

d bully. "I have a letter for him from my father; but

Tom suspiciously, thinking Andy had made a mist

omething else, for he told me to come in here and sit down. I've been

om significantly. "Well, then it's my

d back to

Andy wants to see. He has a l

st have misunderstood Andy. But then it's no wonder for my head is so full of

suggested Mr. Damon gently. He looked at Tom

Swift quickly, and he

Andy heard?" asked

it could have been ve

s chum, "or you might have blurted out the na

our secret well, Tom

letter I got," declared Tom, "and if he only hear

Ned. They could talk freely now, for in going into the parlor Mr. Swift had tightly cl

gold, and its location, I don't believe he'll

f the front door, and then the inventor rejoined his s

e--very strange

t?" asked

ing to be allowed to sell some of our

hy does a millionaire like Mr. Foger want to be

His fortune has been swept away by unfortunate investments, he tells me, and he would be glad of any w

d you sa

'd think

millions gone

e door was open. He'd be there in a minute, Tom, if he could, and so would Mr. Foger, if he thought he cou

sy air. "I wish I knew just how much And

Tom was to learn to his sorrow that

in there! No wonder he kept quiet. I'll wager all the while he was as close to the open door as he could get, hoping to overhear about the loca

d, they resumed their talk about the city of gold. It was decided that they would hav

k I'd better be going home," suggested Mr. Dam

aid Tom, and he kept his word, for the speedy aeroplane carried him a

trip. They had figured on what sort of a craft to use in the journey. Tom had about decided on a s

alley, and a balloon will be the onl

. "By the way, you haven't hear

n't even seen him.

d, I wonder if

e. Hey, Rad," Tom called to the col

s in a mos' disrupted state ob disgrace.

get through come back here.

and Rad limped off with his pail of

upted." It may have been fate or Andy may have just been sneaking along to see if he could overhear anything of Tom's plans--a trick of which he

'd jest natchally wallop Andy," and Eradicate moved his longhandled brush

gh spot in the fence, a spot low down, and this naturally made the handle of h

at do you mean by blocking the sidewalk that way? It's a

asked Eradicate drawlingly f

of your back-talk! Get that brush out of

toward the mean bully. And as the blow of Andy's foot jarred the brush loose, the next moment it fell right on Andy's h

ould not speak. The

or that! Look at my hat, it's ruined! Look at my clot

said Eradicate, trying not to l

purpose; Tom Swift put you

or some of the lime ran down off hi

Ouch! Phew! W

man had no fear of Andy, but he did not want the pail of whitewash to

!" cried

!" spluttered Andy. "I'

t Andy aimed a kick for him. But he mis-calculated, and his foot struck the bottom of the pail and sent it flying f

was sprayed and splashed and splattered over Andy, c