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The dapper man got up, gave his cane a wrench, and it came apart, disclosing that it was a sword cane
with a thin, flexible blade. He made purposefully for the strange-looking pig.

A voice bawled from up the stairs, "You touch Habeas Corpus and I'll tear an arm off you, Ham!"

The dapper "Ham" yelled, "Monk, you come down here and you'll get the same thing that your hog is
going to get!"

This got a roar from upstairs.

"You heard me!" squawled "Monk." "Lay off Habeas or I'll tie knots in you!"

"The infernal hog tripped me!" Ham shouted back up the stairs. "I think my back is broken!"

"You'll be positive it's broken if you touch that hog!" Mont promised. "Anyhow, I saw what happened.
You kicked at Habeas and fell down the stairs."

Ham waved his sword cane and screamed, "Come down here, you missing link, you awful mistake of
nature! I'll hollow you out and stuff you with pork!"

"Just as you say, brother!" Monk bellowed, and came bounding down the stairs.

The man was a physical freak with all the characteristics of a bull ape, being hardly more than five feet in
height; almost equally as wide, and with arms some inches longer than his legs. His pleasantly homely face
was composed mostly of mouth.

The only stitch of clothing he wore was a sheet, out of which he had fashioned a loin cloth. Water
dripped from the rusty bristles which studded his simian frame, indicating he had just jumped from a
bathtub.

Both Monk and Ham seemed to see Doc Savage for the first time. They gaped at the bronze man.

"What's the fireworks outside, Doc?" Monk demanded.

DOC SAVAGE said, "That remains to be learned," and whipped toward the lobby and the street door.

Monk and Ham followed him, trailed by the pig, Habeas Corpus. Monk was Lieutenant Colonel Andrew
Blodgett Mayfair, and although there did not seem to be room for more than a spoonful of brains behind
his low forehead, he was admittedly one of the greatest living industrial chemists. Ham was Brigadier
General Theodore Marley Brooks, who was perhaps the most astute lawyer ever to pass through the
portals of Harvard.

They were always quarreling, these two; no one could recall one having addressed a civil word to the
other. One not knowing them could hardly conceive that they were the best of friends, that each had
more than once risked his life to save the other.

Associated with Doc Savage as assistants, bound, to the bronze man by a common love of excitement,
was a group of five men. Monk and Ham were two members of that group.

Doc Savage, once inside the lobby, went flat on the floor as a shotgun burst slapped glass out of the large