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Appleton, Victor [pseud.]

"Tom Swift and His Undersea Search, or, the Treasure on the Floor of the Atlantic"


"Are you going to stay here long?" asked Mr. Hardley, when Tom
had spent some time making accurate readings of the various
instruments of the boat. "Of course, I realize that you are the
commander, but if we don't get to the treasure ship soon some one
else may loot her before we have a chance. She's been given up as
a hopeless task more than once, but the lure of the millions may
attract another gang."
"I want to stay here until I make sure that nothing is leaking
and that everything is all right," answered the young inventor.
"This is a test I have not given her since the rebuilding. But I
think she is coming through it all right, and we can soon start
off again. Before we do, though, I want to try the new diving
outfit. Ned, are you game for it now? This is a little deeper
than you have gone out in for some time, but--"
"Oh, I'm game!" exclaimed the young financial manager. "Get out
the suit, Tom, and I'll put it on. I'll go for a stroll on the
bottom of the sea. Who knows? Perhaps I may pick up a pearl."
"Pearls aren't found in these northern waters, any more than
are sharks," said Tom with a laugh.


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