The explosion
itself would shatter the last length of wire. Oh, but it was all slick
and easy!"
Not increasing his speed, but keeping steadily at the jog-trot, Tom was at
last near enough to the wall to raise his voice and shout.
"Hullo!" came back the answer.
"This is Reade, the chief engineer," Tom answered, through the night.
"We've caught the fellow that has been blowing up the wall. A half a
dozen of you men hurry over here with your lanterns. Come on the run."
The man who had answered summoned several of his comrades as quickly as he
could. As the men had to come in from the wall, however, it took a little
time. Then six men reported, almost breathless, to Reade. Still behind
them came Corbett on the run, summoned from the boat.
"What's this I hear, Mr. Reade?" puffed the foreman. "You've solved the
mystery and caught the fellow who has been dynamiting the wall?"
"Got him and he's tied up, waiting for his ride to jail," Tom chuckled.
"How did it happen, sir?" asked Corbett, staring with his eyes very wide
open.
"I caught the fellow---a huge giant of a negro, the same fellow who got
Hazelton the other night," replied Tom. "But before the fight was over the
black 'got' me, instead, and had me tied up.
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