The Monsters: A Doc Savage Adventure by Lester Dent (pseud. Kenneth Robeson)

Author:Lester Dent (pseud. Kenneth Robeson)
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: fiction, Doc Savage (Fictional character), adventure
Publisher: Distributed Proofreaders Canada
Published: 1934-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

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Ham, leaning on his sword cane, studied the wreckage in the pale gray light which was all that remained of the day. The ruin had been yanked apart by curious individuals. These persons had tracked down whatever sign the surroundings might have held. In addition, there had been a heavy rain since the disaster.

“We’ll wait for daylight to hunt clews,” Doc decided.

They pitched their tents on a bit of high ground near the wreckage. While the others did the actual erecting of the shelters, Doc paddled out to the plane and made use of a powerful radio set which it held.

“Wonder what Doc’s doing?” Long Tom pondered, battening down a tent stake with a dead branch.

The question was answered when Doc rejoined them.

“Caldwell’s plane actually flew to this vicinity,” Doc announced. “Checking with the airports between here and New York disclosed one which saw the ship during the night. The plane circled, but the pilot was evidently afraid to land. He went on.”

“How’d they come to notice it?” gaunt Johnny asked curiously.

“There was an alarm out for a ship carrying the license numerals which that one bore.”

The men showed surprise. They had not known that Doc had spread an alarm for Caldwell’s ship.

“The license number should show who owned the craft,” Johnny exclaimed.

“It was stolen a month ago from a commercial air transport company in southern Michigan,” Doc replied. “A check-up revealed that.”

“Another crime to be charged against Caldwell, or Pere Teston, or whoever is behind this,” Johnny said thoughtfully.

Complete darkness arrived. This night, like the previous one in New York, was cloudy.

“Kinda feels like a storm,” Monk remarked. The homely chemist was engaged in playfully upsetting Habeas Corpus with a toe. The pig seemed to like this.

While they were cooking supper, cottontail rabbits occasionally ventured into the zone of firelight, only to flee as some one moved or spoke. Owls hooted mournfully. Insects clattered high notes, and bullfrogs whooped in bass.

It was a peaceful scene. They settled for the night in pneumatic sleeping bags. All were tired; they soon dropped off to sleep.

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