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Appleton, Victor [pseud.]

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

If it is
possible to get the gold for you it will be done. Now let me
alone. I've got work to do!"
"Bless my apple cart, Tom, that's the way to talk!" exclaimed
Mr. Damon, and he, too, for the first time, seemed ready to break
with Hardley. "If I were a bit younger I'd go out with you myself
and help save Ned."
"Koku and I can do it--if he's still alive!" murmured the young
inventor. "Lively now, boys! Is that gun ready?"
"Yes, and doubly charged," was the answer. "Good! I may need
it. Koku, take a gun also!"
"Me take axe, Master," replied the giant.
"Well, perhaps that will be better," Tom agreed. "If two of us
get to shooting under the water we may hit one another. Quick,
now! The helmets. And, Nash, you work the big searchlight!"
"Aye, aye, sir!" answered the sailor.
The helmets were now put on, and any further orders Tom had to
give must come through the telephone, and it was by that same
medium that he must listen to the talk of his friends. It was
possible for the divers to talk and listen to one another while
in the water by means of these peculiarly constructed telephones.


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