Tom Swift Among the Diamond Makers, or, the Secret of Phantom Mountain by Victor [pseud.] Appleton
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"Why not?"
"Because that isn't the person who looked in your window." "How do you know, Tom?" "Because that person came back while you were out. I saw him." "You saw him? Did he try to steal any of my diamonds, Tom?" "No, I guess he doesn't need any." "Why not?" There was wonder in the jeweler's tone. "Why, he claims he can make all he wants." "Make diamonds?" "So he says." "Why, he must be crazy!" and Mr. Track laughed. "Perhaps he is," admitted Tom, "I'm only telling you what he says. He's the person who acted so suspiciously. He came back here, I'm telling you, while you were running down the street, and spoke to me." "Oh, then you know him?" The jeweler's voice was suspicious. "I didn't at first," admitted Tom. "But when he said he was Mr. |
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