Tom Swift and His Motor-Cycle; Or, Fun and Adventures on the Road

d that a few repairs would suffice to put it in good shape, though an entire new front wheel would be needed. The motor had not been damaged, as he ascer

used, and he increased his speed, reaching the

ll hold off until I

red the agent. "You'd b

idly, and when he was about a mile from h

imed the youth. "Now f

something snapped, and the next he knew he was flying over the handle-ba

ut of the dust. "Well, wouldn't that jar you!" and he walked

de. Tom picked it up and ascertained by close observation that t

mself disgustedly. "I'll carry an extra screw next time. No, I won't, either. I'll ride my motor-c

the dusty road, with the aid of matches, for the screw

re any longer," he remarked. "I'll

me a long puddle of mud, through which he splashed, finding it more and m

in he heard another sound. It was a steady "puff-puff

om aloud. "Guess I'd be

stead of passing him when it got to the

s which somewhat protected him from the storm. Tom saw that the car w

xplained the young inventor. "My chain

he man. "Leave your wheel he

mind walking. I'm wet through now, and I can'

rdly take you and the bicycle,

neau of the car. "We can't have a muddy bic

man," answer

e voice from the rear of the car. "Ask him

ard that voice before. He had a v

nd here?" obediently ask

ere," rep

t?" continued the voice from the tonnea

om, with a sudden resolve, and one he could hardly explain, deci

Once more the unseen person spoke in th

nventor," was th

s habits? Does he live near his workshop

there came a bright flash of lightning, illuminating not only Tom's face, but that of his questioner as well. And at the sight Tom started, no less

the curtains. "My, what a storm!" he exclaimed as the rain increased. "So you know Mr. Swift, eh? I saw you to-

r. Barton Swift," said T

ht--that is, Morse said--Simpson, hurry back to Mansburg!" and with that, takin

d he made the turn skilfully. A moment later the car was speeding back the way it had come, leaving