"Bless my overshoes! Where's Tom? I want to thank him again for what he did for me," and Mr. Damon, now fully recovered, came in. "Bless my suspender button, but it's good to be alive, Tom!" he cried.
"It certainly is," agreed Tom. "And the next time you go for a conference with such men as Peters, look out for airships."
"I will, Tom, I will!" exclaimed Mr. Damon. "Bless my watch chain, I will!"
And now, for a time, we will say good-bye to Tom Swift, leaving him to perfect his other inventions.