CHAPTER VIII
A BIG PROBLEM
"Are you much hurt, Ned?"
Tom Swift bent anxiously over the prostrate form of his chum. A big piece of the burst gun had fallen close to Ned—so close, in fact, that Tom, who saw it as he neared the entrance to the bomb-proof, shuddered as he raced back. But there was no sign of injury on his chum.
"Are you much hurt, Ned?"
The lad's eyes opened. He seemed dazed.
"No—no, I guess not," he answered, slowly. "I—I guess I'm as much scared as hurt Tom, It was the wind from that big piece that knocked me down. It didn't actually hit me."
"No, I should say not," put in Captain Badger, who had run out toward the two lads. "If it had hit you there wouldn't have been much of you left to tell the tale," and he nodded toward the big piece of metal Tom had seen coming down from the sky. That part of the cannon forming
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