Damon came
opposite the canvas shelter, he started in surprise.
For, on a strip of muslin which was across the tent, painted in gay
colors, were the words:
THE FOGER AEROPLANE
"Bless my elevation rudder!" cried Mr. Damon. "Andy's here at last! I
must tell Tom!"
Chapter Twenty-Three
The Great Race
"Well," remarked Mr. Sharp, when Tom and Mr. Damon had called on him, to
state that Andy Foger's machine was now on the grounds, and demanding to
be allowed to view it, to see if it was an infringement on the one
entered by the young inventor, "I'll do the best I can for you. I'll lay
the case before the committee. It will meet at once, and I'll let you
know what they say."
"Understand," said Tom, "I don't want to interfere unless I am convinced
that Andy is trying an underhand trick. My plans are missing, and I
think he took them. If his machine is made after those plans, it is,
obviously, a steal, and I want him ruled out of the meet."
"And so he shall be!" exclaimed Mr. Sharp. "Get the evidence against
him, and we'll act quickly enough.
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