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THE PHANTOM CITY
A Doc Savage Adventure by Kenneth Robeson
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? Chapter 1. THE SUBMARINE QUEST
? Chapter II. THE WHITE-HAIRED GIRL
? Chapter III. THE ARAB PRINCE
? Chapter IV. THE SNATCH
? Chapter V. THE WHITE-HAIRED GIRL'S CALL
? Chapter VI. THE GHOSTLY DEATH
? Chapter VII. FLOWN BIRDS
? Chapter VIII. THE VOICE FROM HELL
? Chapter IX. THE MYSTERIOUS CITY
? Chapter X. A GUIDE TO TROUBLE
? Chapter XI. DOC'S FAST ONE
? Chapter XII. DECOY
? Chapter XIII. BROWN DEVILS
? Chapter XIV. THE PIG KISS
? Chapter XV. THE WORLD OF BLACKNESS
? Chapter XVI. VOYAGE OF TERROR
? Chapter XVII. THE WHITE BEASTS
? Chapter XVIII. JOY RIDE
? Chapter XIX. THE RED CITY
? Chapter XX. PHANTOM
? Chapter XXII. CAMEL BOATS
? Chapter XXII. THE TORRENT



Chapter 1. THE SUBMARINE QUEST
NEW YORK is a city of many races. All nationalities are seen on her streets.

Hence, four brown-skinned men walking down Fifth Avenue attracted no unusual notice. They wore
business suits, neat and new, but not gaudy. This helped them to escape attention.

They kept in a tight cluster. Their eyes prowled alertly. They were nervous. But strangers from far places,
overawed by first sight of Manhattan's cloud-puncturing skyscrapers and canyon streets, often act thus.
Their subdued excitement failed to draw more than casually amused glances from pedestrians.

Slight smiles aimed at the quartet would have faded to glassy, loose-jawed stares, had their real character
become known. The four were as vicious a bevy of throat-slitters as ever sauntered along one of New
York's cracks of brick and glass. Gotham's machine-gunning gangsters were babes compared to these
four nervous brown men.
They were on a mission - a mission which, had slightest hint of it reached the police, would have drawn a
howling swarm of squad cars.

The slightly stiff-backed manner in which each man walked was due to a long, flat sword in a sheath
strapped tightly against his spine. Thin, spike-snouted automatics were concealed expertly in their