"Though who would
have an object in that I can't understand. He had no enemies, as
far as is known, and his business affairs were in excellent
shape. Unless, as I said, the persons who ran him down are,
through fear, keeping him hidden until he recovers, I can't
imagine what has become of him."
"Well, it certainly is a puzzle," said Ned. And Tom agreed with
his chum.
It was about a week after the disappearance of Mr. Nestor that
Mr. Damon came over to see Tom.
"Bless my shoe laces, Tom!" exclaimed the eccentric man, "but
you are as busy as ever." For he found the young inventor in the
experiment shop, surrounded by a mass of papers and all sorts of
mechanical devices.
"Yes, I'm working a little," said Tom. "But you are just in
time. Come on out, I want to introduce you to Silent Sam."
"'Silent Sam!'" exclaimed Mr. Damon. "Have you been taking a
new trip to the Land of Wonders? Have you brought back some new
kind of servant?"
"Not exactly a servant," said Tom with a laugh, "though I hope
Silent Sam will serve me well."
"'Silent Sam?' What does it mean? Is that a joke?" asked the
puzzled Mr.
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