"
"Did you get him?" asked Mr. Damon eagerly, as the two
young men came back to join Mary and her friends.
"No, he got away," Tom answered.
"Did he try to blow up the tank?" asked Mr. Nestor, who
had an abnormal fear of explosives. "Was he a German spy?"
"I think he's that, all right," said Ned grimly. "As to
his endeavoring to blow up Tom's tank, I believe him capable
of it, though he didn't try it to-night--unless he's planted
a time bomb somewhere about, Tom."
"Hardly, I guess," answered the young inventor. "He didn't
have a chance to do that. Anyhow we won't remain here long.
Now, Ned, what about this chap? Is he really the one you saw
up in the tree?"
"I not only saw him but I felt him," answered Ned, with a
rueful look at his fingers. "He stepped right on me. And
when he came inside the tank to-night I knew him at once. I
guess he was as surprised to see me as I was to see him."
"But what was his object?" asked Mr. Nestor.
"He must have some connection with my old enemy,
Blakeson," answered Tom, "and we know he's mixed up with
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