CHAPTER X

TOM’S PLIGHT Desperation gave Tom Swift unusual strength as he lay bound and seemingly helpless in that upper story of the lonely cabin. Though the ropes about his wrists and ankles seemed very tight, he had a feeling as he strained his arms that he was going to get free. That talk he heard, floating up from the room below where, through the crack, he could see the conspirators gathered, gave him fierce energy. “So that’s their game, is it?” mused Tom, as he heard the plot to blow up the plant. “They want to put me…