ook up little room,
and it might have saved them from what was a close call at one
time.
"I'll take it on my next submarine trip," the young inventor
promised.
Ned wanted to bring suit against Hardley to recover half the
expenses of the trip, but Tom would not consent to it. After all,
the value of the oil well property was more than the gold the
Pandora was reputed to have carried. No attempt was made to take
from Tom the comparatively small amount he had salvaged. Perhaps
whoever had put it on board did not want to admit the trick that
had been played in filling the boxes with iron disks.
Dixwell Hardley made no further trouble. He could not, for he
was so entirely in the wrong. He sold out his shares in the oil
property, and a company took possession which gave fair treatment
to Mary's uncle.
And this is the end of the story. But the future holds further
adventures for Tom Swift which, let it be hoped, he will see fit
to order recorded.
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