"Oh no.You'd never guess, so I'll tell you.It was Captain Weston." "Indeed! And how has he been since he went in the submarine with us,and helped recover the gold from the wreck?""Very well.The first thing he said to me was: 'How is Tom Swift and his father, if I may be permitted to ask?'""Ha! Ha!" laughed the lad, at the recollection of the odd sea captain, who generally tagged on an apologetic expression to most of his remarks.
"He was getting ready to take part in some South American revolution," went on Mr.Damon."He used most of his money that he got from the wreck to help finance their cause.""I must tell Mr.Sharp," went on the lad."He'll be interested." "Anything new since I've been away?" asked the odd man."Bless myshoe laces, but I'm glad to get back!"
Tom told of the prospect of a new bank being started, and of Sam's midnight visit, as well as the encounter with Mr.Foger and Andy.
"I went over to see what Mr.Foger wanted of you," went on the young inventor, "but you weren't home.Did he call?""The servant said he had been there, not once, but several times," remarked Mr.Damon."That reminds me.He left a note for me, and I haven't read it yet.I'll do so now."He tore open the letter, and hastily perused the contents.
"Ha!" he exclaimed."So that's what he wanted to see me about!" "What?" inquired Tom, with the privilege of and old friend.
"Mr.Foger says he's going to start a new bank, and he wants me to withdraw my deposit from the old one, and put it in his institution.Says he'll pay me bigger interest.And he adds that some of the old employees have gone with him.""I hope you're not going to change," spoke Tom, thinking of his chum, Ned.
"Indeed I'm not.The old bank is good enough for me.By the way, doesn't a friend of yours work there?""Yes, Ned Newton.I'm wondering how he'll be affected?""Don't you worry!" exclaimed Mr.Damon."Bless my check book! I'll speak to Pendergast about your friend.Maybe there'll be a chance to advance him further.I've got some mortgages falling due pretty soon, and I'll deposit the money from them in the old bank.Then we'll see what we can do about Ned.""They'll make you a bank director, if you keep on putting in money," remarked our hero, with a smile.
"Not much they won't!" was the quick answer"Bless my stocks and bonds! I've got trouble enough without becoming a bank director.
My doctor says my liver is out of order again, and I've got to eat a lemon every morning before breakfast.""Eat a lemon?"
"Well, drink the juice! It's the same thing.But how is the electric runabout coming on?""Pretty good."
"Have you entered it in the races yet?"
"No, but I've written for information.I have until September to finish it.The races take place then.""Let's see; they're on Long Island; aren't they? How do you calculate to do; run from here to there?""No, Dad still has the cottage he rented when we built the submarine and I think I'll make that my headquarters during the race.It's easy to run from there over to the Long Island track.They're building a new one, especially for the occasion.
"Well, I hope you win the prize.I must go to town now, as I have to attend to some business.I don't s'pose you want to come in my auto.I'm pretty sure something will break before I get there, and I'd like to have you along to fix it.""Sorry, but I'm afraid I can't go," replied the lad."I must get this car done, and then I've got to start on the batteries."Mr.Damon rather reluctantly went off alone, looking anxiously at his car, for the machine got out of order on every trip he took.
It was a few days after this that Tom received a call from Ned one evening.The bank employee's face wore a happy smile.
"What's the matter; some one left you a fortune?" asked Tom."Pretty nearly as good.I've got a better position.""What? Have you left the old bank, and gone to the new one?""No, I'm still in the same bank, but I'm one of the two cashiers now.
Mr.Foger took several of the old employees when he opened his new bank, and that left vacancies.I was promoted, and so were one or two others.Mr.Damon spoke a good word for me.""That's fine! He's a friend worth having.""That's right.Your father also recommended me.But how are things with you? Has Andy made any more trouble?""No, and I don't believe he will.I guess he'll steer clear of me." But Tom was soon to learn he was mistaken.
