When he come out I
jest natchully nabbed him, dat's whut I done, an' I took him
to Boomerang's stable."
"How'd you get him to go with you?" asked Ned, for the old
colored man was feeble, and most of the men employed at
Tom's plant were of a robust type.
"I done fooled him. I said as how I'd lest brought from
town in mah mule cart some new sauerkraut, an' he could
sample it if he liked. So he went wif me, an' when I got him
to de stable I pushed him in and locked de door!"
"Come on!" cried Tom to his chum. "Rad may be right, after
all, and one of my workmen may be a German spy, though I've
tried to weed them all out.
"However, no matter about that, if he was employed in
another shop, he had no right to go into Number Thirteen.
That's a violation of rules. But if he's in Rad's ramshackle
stable he can easily get out."
"No, sah, dat's whut he can't do!" insisted the
colored man.
"Why not?" asked Tom.
"'Cause Boomerang's on guard, an' yo'-all knows how dat
mule of mine can use his heels!"
"I know, Rad," went on Tom; "but this fellow will find a
way of keeping out of their way.
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