"I think you will be all right now," said Mr. Henderson. "But it
was a narrow escape. Do you feel well enough to let us take you
to the house?"
"I think so. But guard the shop well. That crazy machinist came
back, and some one was with him. Then came an explosion--and I
don't remember any more."
"I'll guard the place!" exclaimed Andy. "And if any of those
chaps come around--well, they'll wish they hadn't," and he looked
significantly at his gun.
Mr. Roumann was getting better every moment, and was soon able to
stand. He was assisted to the house, where Mr. Henderson
attended to the injury on his head.
Then, after some more medicine had been administered, and the
electric remedy had been applied again, the German announced that
he felt almost as good as ever, except for an aching head.
"How did it all happen?" asked Mr. Henderson, and Jack and Mark
told what they knew of the explosion.
"I was working over an extra air-pump that I wish to take along
with us," stated Mr. Roumann, "when I was startled by seeing two
strangers standing near my work bench.
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