him out West. I said I'd bring it with me, an' I did. When will Tom be back? He never spoke of you, though I reckoned he'd have to have some help in makin' his airships. Where is he?"
"He—he" stammered Andy. He did not know what to say.
At that instant Tom Swift himself passed by in the road. He had been over to Shopton on an errand. One look into the yard of Andy's house showed to our hero the old miner sitting at the door of the airship shed.
"Mr. Abercrombie—Abe!" cried Tom, almost before he thought.
"Hello, Tom! I got here!" cried the miner, heartily. "I was jest talking to your partner."
"My partner!" spoke Tom in amazement.
"Yes—partner in th' airship business. I should think you'd need about three partners to build these machines!"
"My partner! Andy Foger isn't my partner!" cried Tom, wondering what would happen next. "I have no partner! If he said he was he deceived you!"
"No partner? Ain't he your partner?" cried Mr. Abercrombie. "Why, I thought he was. I told him about th' valley of gold—I—I—give him the map"
