"Go ahead, Mr. Reade."
"Then, sir, let Mr. Hazelton and myself ride out along the track first,
that we may see if the whole course is safe."
"That heavy train just went over at fast speed and nothing disastrous
happened," protested the president.
"Probably the entire course is still safe, sir?" Tom assented. "Yet, on
the other hand, it is possible that the fast moving train may have
started the quicksand at some point. The next object that passes over,
even if no heavier than an automobile, may meet with disaster. Mr.
Hazelton and I can soon satisfy ourselves as to whether the roadbed has
sagged at any point along the way. We shall ride nothing heavier than
mustangs."
"There is something in what you say, Mr. Reade. Go ahead. We will wait
until we have your report."
Tom and Harry accordingly mounted, riding off at a trot. Yet at some
sections of the line they rode so slowly, studying the ground
attentively, that it was fully half an hour before they had crossed the
further edge of the Man-killer.
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