Next morning, the young inventor and his father, Tom Swift Sr., were down early for breakfast, eager to hear the latest radio news about the strange heavenly body. There was a close resemblance between the famous pair-both had steel-blue eyes and keen features. Tom Jr. was taller and lankier, but Mr.
Swift might have been his older brother except for a touch of gray at the temples.
Mrs. Swift, a dainty, pretty woman, joined them at the table, then Sandy.
The newscaster was saying, “That strange object in the sky is still baffling astronomers. At first it was thought to be a new asteroid because of its orbital path around the sun. But last night the space voyager took on a mysterious green glow that threw observers into an uproar. Where it came from is now a bigger question than ever, and news dispatchers have nicknamed the object the Green Orb.”
“You had a front row seat at the big sky show last night, son,” Mr. Swift remarked.
Tom grinned wryly. “Ringside seat is more like 14 3-D TELEJECTOR
it,” he said, touching the scratches on his face. “Dad, I just can’t figure out what-”
His words were interrupted by a loud, buzzing growl. Mrs. Swift glanced up.
“The alarm system!” she murmured. “Goodness, I wonder who could be coming here so early?”
“I’ll go see.” Tom rose from the table.
The Swift home was surrounded by an electromagnetic field. Anyone breaking it by entering the grounds triggered a warning buzzer. The Swifts and their friends wore wristwatches containing tiny neutralizer coils to avoid setting off the alarm.
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