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Doc struck a blow with his unprotected fist, a blow only alloy-hard tendons could withstand. The panel caved like a banana crate.



They found only more passages, empty rooms, silence -- and open doors which gave upon another street. There was no one in sight.



"They got away!" Long Tom grumbled.



"They did," Doc agreed, "and we had best follow their example. Otherwise, the police are liable to hold us for questioning, and cause us to miss the Cameronic."



They ran silently along the handiest street, speedily leaving the vicinity of the Place Mehemet Ali.







Chapter IV



THE WHITE-WHISKERED MAN





DOC SAVAGE and Long Tom reached the Hotel Londoner without incident. Consulting his watch, Doc found it would be two hours until the Cameronic sailed.



In that two hours, several things happened. The incidents were such that they gave grave hint of trouble ahead.



"Confound it!" said Long Tom, grinning widely. "I was in hopes we would have a nice, restful sea voyage to New York."



Long Tom's grin gave the lie to his complaint. There was nothing Long Tom -- or Doc's other four aids, for that matter -- liked better than the excitement that came out of their association with Doc. They took to danger like bees to honey. And there was always danger around Doc, it seemed. That, together with the pleasure of associating with one of the most remarkable of living men, was the attraction which drew them to the man of bronze.