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Tom Swift and His Sky Racer or The Quickest Flight on ... - Fourmilab

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Chapter 22Off to the MeetSoftly <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g> tiptoed into the room where his father lay. At the bedside were thethree doct<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>s, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> the nurse followed the young invent<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g> in. Mrs. Baggert stoodin the hall, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> near her was Garret Jacks<strong>on</strong>. <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> aged housekeeper had beenweeping, but she smiled at <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g> through her tears.“I think he’s going to get well,” she whispered. She always looked <strong>on</strong> thebright side of things. <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g>’s heart felt better.“You must <strong>on</strong>ly speak a few w<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>ds to him,” cauti<strong>on</strong>ed the specialist, whohad perf<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>med such a rare <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> delicate operati<strong>on</strong>, near the heart of the invalid.“He is very weak, <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g>.”Mr. <str<strong>on</strong>g>Swift</str<strong>on</strong>g> opened his eyes as his s<strong>on</strong> approached. He looked around feebly.“<str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g>—are you there?” he asked in a whisper.“Yes, dad,” was the eager answer“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g>y tell me you—you made a great trip to get Dr. Hendrix—brokenbridge—came through the air with him. Is that right?”“Yes, dad. But d<strong>on</strong>’t tire yourself. You must get well <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> str<strong>on</strong>g.”“I will, <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g>. But tell me; did you go in—in the Humming-Bird?”“Yes, dad.”“How did she w<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>k?”“Fine. Over a hundred, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> the mot<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g> wasn’t at its best.”“That’s good. <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g>n you can go in the big race, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> win.”“No, I d<strong>on</strong>’t believe I’ll go, dad.”“Why not?” Mr. <str<strong>on</strong>g>Swift</str<strong>on</strong>g> spoke m<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>e str<strong>on</strong>gly“I—because—well, I d<strong>on</strong>’t want to.”“N<strong>on</strong>sense, <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g>! I know; it’s <strong>on</strong> my account. I know it is. But listen to me.I want you to go in! I want you to win that race! Never mind about me. I’mgoing to get well, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> I’ll recover all the m<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>e quickly if you win that race. Nowpromise me you’ll go in it <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>—<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>—win!”<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> invalid’s strength was fast leaving him.“I—I—-,” began <str<strong>on</strong>g>Tom</str<strong>on</strong>g>.“Promise!” insisted the aged invent<str<strong>on</strong>g>or</str<strong>on</strong>g>, trying to rise. Dr. Hendrix made ahasty move toward the bed.95

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