Tom Swift and His Photo Telephone or the Picture That Saved a Fortune by Victor [pseud.] Appleton
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brought and placed against the side of the house.
Meanwhile Tom and his father had raised the one Eradicate had brought, though Tom did most of the lifting, for his father was elderly, and had once suffered from heart trouble. "We're coming for you!" cried the young inventor as he began to ascend the ladder, at the same time observing that the giant was coming with his. "Can you hold on a little longer?" "Yes, I guess so. But I dare not move for fear the propellers will strike me." "I see. I'll soon shut off the motor," said Tom. "What happened, anyhow?" "Well, I was flying over your house. I was on my way to pay you a visit, but I didn't intend to do it in just this way," and the birdman smiled grimly. "I didn't see your wireless aerials until I was plumb into them, and then it was too late. I hope I haven't damaged them any." "Oh, they are easily fixed," said Tom. "I hope you and your biplane are not damaged. This way, Koku!" he called to the giant. "Say, is--is he real, or am I seeing things?" asked the aviator, as he looked at the big man. "Oh, he's real, all right," laughed Tom. "Now, then, I'm going to shut off your motor, and then you can quit hugging that chimney, |
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