Tom Swift and His War Tank, or, Doing His Bit for Uncle Sam by Victor [pseud.] Appleton
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will bear looking out for, that's what I think!"
And having settled this matter, at least to his own satisfaction, Mr. Nestor resumed his smoking and reading. A little later the bell rang. There was a murmur of voices in the hall, and Mr. Nestor, half listening, heard a voice he knew. "There's Tom Swift now!" he exclaimed. "I'm going to find out why he doesn't enlist!" Chapter V "Is He a Slacker?" Mr. Nestor, whatever else he was, proved to be a prudent father. He did not immediately go into the front room, whither Mary and Tom hastened, their voices mingling in talk and laughter. Mr. Nestor, after leaving the young folks alone for a while, with a loud "Ahem!" and a rattling of his paper as he laid it aside, started for the parlor. "Good-evening, Mr. Nestor!" said Tom, rising to shake |
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