Tom Swift and His War Tank, or, Doing His Bit for Uncle Sam by Victor [pseud.] Appleton
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"No more come here!" said the giant, pointing to the
building and speaking English with an evident effort. "Master say no one come too close." "Huh! He didn't go fo' t' mean me!" exclaimed Eradicate. "I kin go anywheres; I kin!" "Not here!" and Koku interposed his giant frame between the old man and the first step leading into the secret building. "You no come in here." "Who say so?" "Me--I say so! I on guard. I what you call special policeman--detectiff--no let enemies in!" "Huh! You's a hot deteckertiff, yo' is!" snorted Eradicate. "Anyhow, dem orders don't mean me! I kin go anywhere, I kin!" "Not here!" said Koku firmly. "Master Tom say let nobody come near but workmen who have got writing-paper. You no got!" "No, but I kin git one, an' I's gwine t' hab it soon! I'll see Massa Tom, dat's whut I will. I guess yo' ain't de only deteckertiff on de place. I kin go on guard, too!" and Eradicate, dropping his rake, strolled away in his temper to seek the young inventor. |
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