From the looks of him I should say that this
Simpson, as he calls himself, is the directing head of the
whole business. He looks to be the moneyed man, and the
brains of the plotters. Blakeson is smart, in a mechanical
way, and Schwen is one of the best machinists I've ever
employed. But this Simpson strikes me as being the slick one
of the trio."
"But what made him come here, and what did he want?" asked
Mary. "Dear me! it's like one of those moving picture plots,
only I never saw one with a tank in it before--I mean a tank
like yours, Tom."
"Yes, it is a bit like moving picture--especially chasing
Simpson by searchlight," agreed the young inventor. "As to
what he wanted, I suppose he came to spy out some of my
secret inventions--dad's and mine. He's probably been hiding
and sneaking around the works ever since we arrested Schwen.
Some of my men have reported seeing strangers about, but I
have kept Shop Thirteen well guarded.
"However, this fellow may have been waiting outside, and
he may have followed the tank when we started off a little
while ago for the night test.
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