one to shift the responsibility upon. I'll let the lawyers do the worrying. That's what they're paid for. Now for Albany, and I hope I don't have to stop, except for supper, until I get there. I've got to do some night riding, but I've got a powerful lamp, and the roads from now on are good."
Tom was soon on his way again. Tha highway leading to Albany was a hard, macadam one, and he fairly flew along the level stretches.
"This is making good time," he thought "I won't be so very late, after all; that is, if nothing delays me."
The young inventor looked up into the sky. The sun, which had been shining brightly all day, was now hidden behind a mass of hazy clouds, for which the rider was duly grateful, as it was becoming quite warm.
"It's more like summer than I thought," said Tom to himself. "I shouldn't be surprised if we got rain to-morrow."
Another look at the sky confirmed him in this belief, and he had not gone on many miles farther when his opinion was suddenly changed. This was brought about by a dull rumble in the west, and Tom noticed that a bank of low-lying clouds had formed, the black, inky masses of vapor being whirled upward as if by some powerful blast.
