include what was taken from the wreck of the Pandora?"

Tom Swift looked questioningly at Ned Newton, who shook his
head in answer.

"You really didn't get anything to speak of out of your
undersea search, Tom," replied the young financial manager, "so I
didn't include it. But there's enough without that."

"I should say so!" exclaimed Tom. "Whew!" he whistled, "I
didn't think I was worth that much."

"Well, you've earned it, every cent, with the inventions of
yourself and your father."

"And I might add that we wouldn't have half we earn if it
wasn't for the shrewd way you look after us, Ned," said Tom, with
a warm smile at his friend. "I appreciate the way you manage our
affairs; for, though I have had some pretty good luck with my
searchlight, wizard camera, war tank and other contraptions, I
never would have been able to save any of the money they brought
in if it hadn't been for you."

"Well, that's what I'm here for," remarked Ned modestly.

"I appreciate that," began Tom Swift. "And I want to say,
Ned--"

But Tom did not say what he had started to. He broke off
suddenly, and seemed to be listening to some sound outside the