"Someone go for him. I wish him to be here to see the test made with
the train under fast speed."
"I'll get Reade, sir," answered Harry, motioning to have his pony
brought to him.
Hazelton vanished in a cloud of desert dust.
When he next appeared there was another pony, and Reade astride it.
"You sent for me, sir," said Tom, riding close to the president, then
dismounting.
"Yes," Mr. Reade. "I believed that you should be here to see the test
train return."
"Very good, sir," was Tom's quiet reply. He signaled for a workman to
come and take charge of his pony.
In a few minutes the short but heavy train started, gaining headway
rapidly. By the time it struck the edge of the possibly conquered
quicksand it was moving at the rate of forty miles an hour.
Across the Man-killer the train continued for a mile in the direction of
Paloma.
"Now, let us all inspect the track," suggested the president of the
railroad company. "Call up the autos."
"Will you let me make a suggestion, sir!" queried Tom.
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