Whistling Wraith by Kenneth Robeson

Author:Kenneth Robeson [Robeson, Kenneth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Doc Savage: #189 - "The Whistling_Wraith
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Doc Savage: #189- "The Whistling Wraith"

XIV - The Strangeness

"Then you should be getting on your way," Ham said pointedly.

Monk stooped and picked up the ungainly porker. He turned to the others.

"Unless Doc says otherwise, you're stuck with this lilac-water tort."

H. Startland Drago composed his rather forbidding countenance.

"If no one objects," he stated, "I shall repair to my study. Fortunately, I am able to run the affairs of Drago&Company by telephonic communication from here."

He withdrew.

On his way out the door, Monk hissed to Ham.

"Keep an eye on that little clunk Seymour. I don't like his looks."

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Monk stopped at his Wall Street penthouse on the way to Doc Savage's Headquarters.

It was one of the flashiest in the city with a goodly portion devoted to an enormous chemical laboratory where the simian fellow had perfected numerous discoveries which had garnered him both his reputation and his fortune.

In one room had been installed a marble-and-silver wallowing place for his unusual pet pig. It was filled with perfumed mud and equipped with health-ray lamps and other creature comforts designed to promote the ultra in porcine contentment.

The public had read about this wallow in the newspapers and thought it a scandalous extravagance.

A waste of money which could have been devoted to relieving some of the suffering in the World.

But the hairy chemist didn't care. He doted on Habeas Corpus.

"In you go, Habeas," said Monk, depositing the ungainly shoat beside the wallow.

With a piggy squeal, Habeas leapt into the mud. Soon, only his long rabbit-like ears were visible.

"That's your reward for playin' along with my little ventriloquism trick," Monk said approvingly. "It gets under that shyster's thin skin every time."

Since it was quicker than driving, Monk took the subway to Doc Savage's Headquarters and was soon sauntering through the modernistic lobby. Autograph hounds -- hopeful of an encounter with the

Man of Bronze -- descended upon him. No great believer in modesty (false or otherwise), the homely chemist obliged all comers.

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