I'll see him as soon as this picture is fixed. Tell him to wait, Rad."
A little later Tom went to where his caller awaited in the library. This time there were no plans to be looked at, the young inventor having made a practice of keeping all his valuable papers locked in a safe.
"You go into the next room, Ned," Tom had said to his chum. "Leave the door open, so you can hear what is said."
"Why, do you think there'll be trouble? Maybe we'd better have Koku on hand to"
"Oh, no, nothing like that," laughed Tom. "I just want you to listen to what's said so, if need be, you can be a witness later. I don't know what their game is, but I don't trust Peters and his crowd. They may want to get control of some of my patents, and they may try some underhanded work. If they do I want to be in a position to stop them."
"All right," agreed Ned, and he took his place.
But Mr. Boylan's errand was not at all sensational, it would seem. He bowed to Tom, perhaps a little distantly, for they had not parted the best of friends on a former occasion.
"I suppose you are surprised to see me," began Mr. Boylan.
