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"That makes it different," he chuckled. Then he walked away, acting as if he had never seen the two
women.

Alice Cash looked prettily incredulous at the magic which mention of Doc Savage's name had
accomplished.
Aunt Nora gulped several times, then smiled. "Bless you, you homely monkey! How'd you get us out of
that? I know they're very strict about people packin' guns here in New York."

The human gorilla laughed. "The fact that you were goin' to Doc Savage made it all right."

"Doc Savage must have a big reputation in this town," Aunt Nora said wonderingly. "You ain't him, are
you?"

"Who, me? Hell -- I mean, oh, my -- no! I'm just one of Doc Savage's five helpers."

"What's your name?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Andrew Blodgett Mayfair."

Aunt Nora snorted. "I'll bet you're not called that much!"

"Not enough for me to know who's bein' wanted when I hear it!" the hairy fellow grinned. "Call me
Monk."

"Monk" might have added that he was a chemist whose name was mentioned with reverence in scientific
circles of both America and Europe. But he was not addicted to blowing his own horn.

THE SPEEDY elevator lifted them to the eighty-sixth floor. When they were near the door of Doc
Savage's office, the murmur of a voice within was distinguishable.

Aunt Nora gave a start of angry surprise. "I'd know that voice anywhere!" she gasped. "It's Judborn
Tugg!"

Monk's little eyes showed interest. "Who's he?"

"A fat, conceited jaybird! He's no friend of ours! Slick Cooley -- the fellow you pasted downstairs --
follows Judborn Tugg around like a Man Friday. They're tarred with the same brush -- both crooked!"

Monk considered this, then waved the women back. He opened the office door, and stood in the
aperture. His big, hirsute hands moved nervously, as if he were embarrassed.

"Oh, excuse me! I didn't know you had company." He started to back out.

No one, other than Doc, had noticed that the apparently aimless movements of Monk's hands had
spelled out a message in the deaf-and-dumb sign language.

"Come out here without alarming your visitor," Monk had signaled.

DOC AROSE, saying to Judborn Tugg: "If you will excuse me -- I wish to speak with this man!" He