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Appleton, Victor [pseud.]

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


"Barnes, the electric gun!" cried the young inventor to one of
his helpers, while others were getting out the diving suits.
"The electric gun!" exclaimed the man. "Do you mean the small
one?"
"No, the largest. The improved one."
"Right, sir! Here you are!"
"Do you mean to say you are going out there, where that monster
is, and attack it with a gun?" asked Mr. Hardley.
"That's what I'm going to do!" answered Tom, as he began to
put on the suit of steel and rubber, an example followed by Koku.
"But you may be attacked by the monster! You may be killed! You
are risking your life!" cried the gold seeker.
"I know it." Tom spoke simply. "Ned would do the same for me!"
"But hold on!" cried Mr. Hardley. "If you are killed there will
be no one to navigate this boat to the place of the wreck! You
can't desert this way!"
Tom gave the man one look of contempt. "You need have, no
fears," he said. "This submarine is under international maritime
laws. If I die, Captain Nelson, the next in command, takes
charge, and the original orders will be carried out.


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