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extension of his shaggy eyebrows. This gave one the impression of a skull with no room provided for
brains.

The girl looking on did not yet know it, but this apish giant was Andrew Blodgett "Monk" Mayfair, one of
the world's greatest chemists, former lieutenant colonel in the U. S. army, and at present one of a group
of five men associated with Doc Savage in his worldwide adventures.

The anthropoid-like Monk carried a large box under an arm. One end of this was fitted with a screened
ventilating hole. From the box came grunting sounds.

Monk was leering at his companion.

The other was a perfectly dressed wasp of a man, by far the most impeccably clad personage in the
crowd of two hundred thousand or so. He had a prominent nose, bright eyes, and the large, mobile
mouth of a trained orator.

In both hands he gripped a slender, black cane. With this, he seemed about to strike the human ape
before him.

"You fuzzy accident!" he snarled. "You hairy missing link!"

Some of the dapper gentleman's colleagues in New York might have been shocked at his performance,
for he was Brigadier General Theodore Marley Brooks, considered one of the most astute lawyers
Harvard had ever turned out.

He was also commonly called "Ham," and was one of Doc Savage's group of five men.

Ham's cane, which was harmless enough to the eye, was actually a sword cane.

Ham was also - he probably would have died rather than admit it - the best friend of the apish Monk. He
would have freely sacrificed his own life for Monk's well-being, should that be necessary. Monk would
also do the same for Ham.

An observer would have sworn the pair were perpetually on the point of slaughtering each other.

"You bobble of nature!" Ham continued vitriolically. "You overgrown, bob-tailed jungle denizen."

Monk leered blissfully at Ham. From the box under the apish chemist's arm came a series of piggy grunts
and shrilling squeals.

"You only brought that blasted pig along to get in my hair," Ham growled.

"Where d'you get that stuff, you loud-dressin' shyster?" Monk grunted. "I'll take Habeas Corpus
wherever I daggone - "

Monk swallowed the rest. His pleasantly ugly face became somewhat blank. His little eyes glistened in
their pits of gristle.

A vision whom Monk would have taken oath was the prettiest girl in the world, had confronted them.