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"There's no use going over that again !" exclaimed the harsh
voice of one of the men. told you that if you will promise to
keep still about what happened to you, and not to give the
police any information about us, we'll let you go gladly. We
don't want you. It was all a mistake, capturing you. You were the
wrong man. But we re not going to let you go and have you set the
police on us as soon as you get a chance. Give us your promise to
say nothing, and we'll let you join your friends. If you don't--"
"Make no promises, Mr. Nestor!" cried Tom Swift in a ringing
voice, as he leaped from his hiding place, followed by his
companions. "Your friends are here, and you can tell them
everything!"
"Up with 'em!" called Mr. Terrill to the two conspirators as he
confronted them with his automatic pistol ready for firing. He
had no need to mention hands--they knew what he meant and took
the characteristic attitude.
"Tom! Tom Swift!" cried Mr. Nestor, struggling ineffectually at
his bonds. "Is it really you?"
"Well, I hope it isn't any imitation," was the grim answer.


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