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had matters now where he did not fear any tampering with his
plans, for he had filed away his papers in a safe place, and was
making his new machine from memory.
"But if some one got in and had a look at the inside of your
silencer he could see how it is constructed, couldn't he?" asked
Ned Newton.
"Yes," assented Tom, "But they're not going to get in very
easily. Koku sleeps in the experiment shop now, and my machine is
there."
"Oh, well that explains your confidence. I feel sorry for the
burglar who makes the attempt, once Koku wakes up. Heard anything
more from those Universal people?"
"No, not directly. I understand they are working hard on some
new type of plane for army use, but I haven't bothered my head
about them. I'm too much occupied with my own affairs and trying
to help Mary."
"Very strange about Mr. Nestor, isn't it?"
"Worse than strange," said Tom. "If this keeps on, and he isn't
heard from, it will be tragic pretty soon."
"He must be held a prisoner somewhere," declared Ned.
"It begins to look that way," assented Tom.


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