answers. So he's coming here later on, is he?"

"T' see ef I wants t' sell mah mule, Boomerang, yais, sah. I
sort ob thought maybe you'd want t' hab a look at dat man, so I
tole him t' come on. Course I doan't want t' sell Boomerang, but
ef he was t' offer me a big lot ob money fo' him I'd take it."

"Of course," Tom answered. "Very well, Rad. You may go on now,
and don't say anything to anyone about what you have told me."

"I won't, Massa Tom," promised the colored man, as he went off
muttering to himself.

"Well, what do you make of it, Tom?" asked Ned of his chum, as
they walked on toward the shed of the new, big aerial warship.

"I don't know just what to think, Ned. Of course things like
this have happened before--persons trying to worm secrets out of
Eradicate, or some of the other men."

"They never succeeded in getting much, I'm glad to say, but it
always keeps me worried for fear something will happen," Tom
concluded.

"But about this Frenchman?"

"Well, he must be a new one. And, now I come to think of it, I
did hear some of the men speaking about a foreigner--a stranger--
being around town last week. It was just a casual reference, and
I paid little attention to it. Now it looks as though there might