Doc Savage: The Ice Genius by Kenneth Robeson Lester Dent Will Murray

Author:Kenneth Robeson, Lester Dent, Will Murray
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Action and Adventure
Publisher: Altus Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter XXXIII

DEVELOPMENT UNEXPECTED

CADWILLER OLDEN STOOD without moving. His mouth went dry and he looked as if he wanted to cry.

Out of the side of his miniature mouth, he growled, “You had better be a ghost.”

“No ghost,” returned the metallic tones of Doc Savage.

“But you were just blown to bone chips!”

“A dummy, painted bronze and wearing goggles to conceal eyes that are insufficiently lifelike,” explained the grim voice.

Reluctantly, the tiny man turned, and beheld Doc Savage standing behind the Captain. The Japanese continued to stare off into space. His eyes jerked about in his head as if that was the only portion of his anatomy that was under the control of his brain.

Olden said, more calmly than he felt, “You did something to him.”

Doc Savage said, “There are nerve centers in the spine which, properly manipulated, produce an unnerving paralysis in the subject.”

“He can hear us?”

“Clearly. He simply cannot move a muscle.”

Cadwiller Olden curled his upper lip and said, “You’re in the middle of Japanese-held Manchuria. You’ll never get away with this, bronze guy.”

“I have not done all that badly so far,” Doc pointed out.

Doc Savage calmly gathered up Captain Kan under one gigantic arm as if he were but a department store package.

Olden backed away, throwing up tiny hands timidly. “Wh-what are you going to do with us?” he stammered.

Doc Savage did not reply, but a bronze hand reached out, ensnared Olden by his shirt front. The next he knew, the little man was tucked under Doc Savage’s other arm. The moving muscles felt like bands of steel.

Turning, the bronze Hercules descended the hill. Being carried by Doc Savage was like being toted by a warm machine. Olden attempted to kick, bite, and scratch, but nothing seemed to phase the metallic giant.

Soon, they were on level ground, moving through a dusky haze that made breathing difficult. It also concealed the movements of the giant bronze man from any observers.

Because he was otherwise hopeless, Cadwiller Olden started hollering for help. He had picked up a little Japanese during his incarceration and he was trying it out now.

“Goran nasai!” the midget bayed out. “Kochira ye oide nasai!”

If anyone heard him, they did not respond. In order to lay their trap, Captain Kan had not briefed any of his men, nor assembled them anywhere in the vicinity, lest they be injured in the dynamite blast, which was quite massive.

Doc Savage moved through the growing darkness, and out of the zone of dirty air. He seemed to be bound for a definite spot. He traveled with a kind of gliding stride that ate up the miles. The bronze man appeared to be tireless. He avoided hamlets, and kept away from roads.

It was some considerable time before they came to an open field where the big plane waited, engines still turning.

When the aircraft was in sight, Doc picked up his pace and ran rapidly. The bronze man emitted a strange sound deep in his throat. It might have been the call of hidden night birds suddenly bursting into song.

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