Damon, "but I wouldn't
be a bit surprised but what it was. Andy is capable of such a thing. He
wanted to prevent you from taking part in the race."
"Well, he sha'n't!" cried Tom, and then he thought of his invalid
father. They made a further examination of the shed, and discovered
another empty bomb. Then Tom recalled having seen something drop from
the mysterious aeroplane as it passed over the shed.
"It was these bombs," he said. "We certainly had a narrow escape! Oh,
wait until I settle my score with Andy Foger!"
As there would be but little use for the aeroplane shed now, if Tom sent
his craft off to the meet, it was decided to repair it temporarily only,
until he returned.
Accordingly, a big tarpaulin was fastened over the hole in the roof.
Then Tom put a new wing tip on in place of the one that had been
scorched. He looked all over his sky racer, and decided that it was in
fit condition for the coming meet.
"I'll begin to take it apart for shipment, as soon as I hear from the
specialist that dad is well enough for me to go," he said.
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