AFTER THE CASH
Tom's proposal as a way out of the difficulty, and the prompt seconding of it by Mr.Damon, seemed to deprive the other bank officials, Mr.Swift included, of the power of speech for a few moments.Then, as there came to the room where the scene had taken place, the sound of the mob outside, clamoring for cash, Mr.Pendergast, the president, remarked in a low voice:
"It seems to be the only way.Do you think you can do it, Tom Swift?" "I'm sure of it, as far as my electric car is concerned," replied theyoung inventor."If we get the cash I'll have it back here on time.The runabout is all ready for a fast trip.""Then don't lose any time, Tom," advised his father."Every minute counts.""Yes," added Mr.Damon."Come on.I've got the securities in my valise, and we can bring the cash back in the same satchel.Come on, Tom."The eccentric character caught up his valise, and started from the room.Tom followed.
"Now, my son, be careful," advised his father."You know the need of haste, but don't take unnecessary risks.You'd better go out the back way, as the crowd is easily excited."Little more was said.Mr.Swift clasped his son's hand in a firm pressure, and the bank president nervously bade the lad good-by.Then, slipping out of the bank, by the rear entrance, the porter closing the door after them, Tom and Mr.Damon took their places in the electric machine.
"Just imagine you're racing for that three-thousand-dollar prize, offered by the Touring Club of America, Tom," observed Mr.Damon, as he deposited the valise at his feet.
"I don't have to do that," replied the youth."I'm trying for a bigger prize than that.I want to save the bank, and defeat the schemes of the Fogers--father and son."Tom turned on the power, and the machine rolled out on the main street.As it turned the corner, leaving the impatient crowd of depositors, now larger than ever, behind, Mr.Damon glanced over at the new bank, and, as he did so, he called to Tom:
"There are the Fogers now."
The young inventor looked, and saw Andy and his father on the steps of the new institution.
At the sight of the electric car, speeding along, Andy turned and spoke to his parent.What he said seemed to impress Mr.Foger, for he started, and looked more intently at Tom and Mr.Damon.Then, as Tom watched, he saw the two excitedly conversing, and a moment later Andy ran off in the direction in which Sam Snedecker and Pete Bailey lived.
"I wonder if he's up to any tricks?" thought Tom, as he turned on more power."Well, if he is, I'll soon be where he can't reach me."The young inventor did not dare send his car at full speed through the streets of the town, and it was not until several minutes had passed that they could go at more than the ordinary rate.But once the open country was reached Tom "opened her up full," and the song the motor sung was one of power.The vehicle quickly gathered headway and was soon fairly whizzing along.
"If we keep this up we'll be there and back in good time," remarked Mr.Damon.
"Yes, but we can't do it," replied his companion."The road to Clayton is a poor one, and we'll soon be on it.Then we'll have to go slow.But I'll make all the time I can until then."So, for several miles more they crept along, at times having to reduce to almost a walking pace, because of bad roads.Mr.Damon looked at his watch almost every other minute.
