"But I'd like dad to see it," he said. "As soon as he's well enough I'll
go over it with him."
That time came a week later, and with a complete set of the plans,
embodying his latest ideas, Tom went into the library where his father
was seated in an easy-chair. Dr. Gladby had said it would not now harm
the aged inventor to do a little work. Tom spread the drawings out in
front of his father, and began to explain them in detail.
"I really think you have something great there, Tom!" exclaimed Mr.
Swift, at length. "It is a very small monoplane, to be sure, but I think
with the new principle you have introduced it will work; but, if I were
you, I'd shape those wing tips a little differently."
"No, they're better that way," said Tom pleasantly, for he did not often
disagree with his father. "I'll show you from a little model I have
made. I'll get it right away."
Anxious to demonstrate that he was right in his theory, Tom hurried from
the library to get the model of which he had spoken. He left the roll of
plans lying on a small table near where his father was seated.
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