"Part of the steering gear broke and I had
to guide it by operating the two motors alternately. It can
be worked that way, but it takes a little practice to become
expert."
"I should say so!" cried Mr. Damon. "But what in the world
does it all mean, Tom Swift? You invite us out to see
something--"
"And there she is!" interrupted the young inventor. "You
saw her a little before I meant you to, and not under
exactly the circumstances I had planned. But there she is!"
And he turned as though introducing the metallic monster to
his friends.
"What is she, Tom?" asked Ned. "Name it!"
"My latest invention, or rather the invention of my father
and myself," answered Tom, and his voice showed the love and
reverence he felt for his parent. "Perhaps I should say
adaptation instead of invention," Tom went on, "since that
is what it is. But, at any rate, it's my latest--dad's and
mine--and it's the newest, biggest, most improved and
powerful fighting tank that's been turned out of any shop,
as far as I can learn.
"Ladies--I mean lady and gentlemen--allow me to present to
you War Tank A, and may she rumble till the pride of the
Boche is brought low and humble!" cried Tom.
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