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earthquake! Read about it!"

Monk called the number of a hospital which was noted all over the world for the remarkable surgical feats
which were performed there.
"Is Doc Savage there?" Monk asked. "IтАЩm a friend of his."

The man at the hospital hesitated, then said: "I do not believe that Doc Savage is free to answer the
telephone at the moment."

"Why not?"

"Doctor Savage is conducting one of his demonstration operations. There are more than two score of famous
surgeons watching."

Monk showed no surprise at this. Doc Savage, famous man of bronze, was considered by those in the
profession to be the greatest living surgeon. Doc did not practice professionally, but frequently performed his
surgical magic while other surgeons looked on. He did this to demonstrate new technique, to teach others to
do what he himself had learned through intensive study and research.

"What kind of an operation is Doc doing this time?" Monk asked the hospital attendant casually.

"An extremely delicate piece of work to remove a paralytic condition from the nerve center of a manтАЩs left
eye," explained the fellow at the hospital.

Monk started slightly. "What?"

"Doc Savage is operating on a left eye," the hospital attendant reported. Apparently he felt loquacious. "This
will be a remarkable feat, if successful. Sight has been lost to this eye since an injury was suffered in the
Great War."
Varied expressions were convulsing MonkтАЩs homely features. Astonishment, anxiety, and delight struggled
for possession of his pleasantly ugly lineaments. He seemed too overcome to speak.
"
The successful completion of this eye operation will be one of the greatest feats of its kind ever performed,"
continued the man at the hospital. There was awe in his tone.
Monk found his voice. "Is the guy being operated on tall and bony?"

"Right," the other replied. "He is a remarkable physical specimen, but in excellent condition. The nerves of
his eye, it seems, have been allowed to strengthen for years since his injury in the War, in order that the
operation might be feasible.

"That the operation was not performed earlier was due to Doc SavageтАЩs realization that to do so would result
in permanent loss of vision in the eye. He has waited until the time was ripe."

"WhatтАЩs the name of the man with the bad eye?" Monk demanded thickly, his voice strained.

"William Harper Littlejohn. He is a famous archaeologist and geologist."

Monk leaned against the booth side. He was perspiring. The hospital attendantтАЩs words had obviously put him
under a great strain.