Damon.
The "thing" was certainly going. It had careened from the
road, tilted itself down into a ditch and gone on across the
fields, lights shooting from it in eccentric fashion.
"Maybe we'd better take after it," suggested Mr. Nestor.
"If Tom is--"
"There, it's stopping !" cried Ned. "Come on!"
He sprang from the automobile, helped Mary to get out, and
then the two, followed by Mr. Damon and Mr. Nestor, made
their way across the fields toward the big object where it
had come to a stop, the rumbling and roaring ceasing.
Before the little party reached the strange machine--the
"runaway giant," as they dubbed it in their excitement--a
bright light flashed from it, a light that illuminated their
path right up to the monster. And in the glare of this light
they saw Tom Swift stepping out through a steel door in the
side of the affair.
"Are you all right?" he called to his friends, as they
approached.
"All right, as nearly as we can be when we've been almost
scared to death, Tom," said Mr. Nestor.
"I'm surely sorry for what happened," Tom answered, with a
relieved laugh.
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