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much!"

The other man laughed.

"WhatтАЩre you laughing at?" the first man wanted to know.

"I was just thinking that Lieutenant Toy will probably learn what it feels like to die."

"O. K. We take Toy at the first chance, then?"

"First chance."

The two separated and left the vicinity.

A moment after they had gone, a man swung down off the top of the awning under which the two men
had met and secretly plotted death. He had heard every word that they had said.

This man walked away, headed toward the lower deck.



LIEUTENANT BOWEN TOY went directly to his cabin, closed the door, locked it, and took out a
revolver he had been carrying in an armpit holster. He went over to the mirror and looked at himself. He
was pale. He held his hands up, first one, then the other.

"Shaking like an old woman!" he snapped. Then aloud: "IтАЩve got to do something!"

Lieutenant Bowen Toy went to his bag, opened it and got out a long-bladed kris, an ugly weapon which
was evidently a souvenir of a visit to China. About to close the bag, his gaze fell upon another object in it.
An idea seemed to seize him. He lifted the object out.

It was a book.

THE ARMOR PLATE VALUE OF

CERTAIN ALLOYS

By Clark Savage, Jr.

It was a thick book, full of fine print and intricate mathematical computations.

Lieutenant Bowen Toy stowed the kris inside his belt, where it would evidently serve as reserve weapon.
He did not take his attention off the book, or, rather, off the name of the author, Clark Savage, Jr.

Abruptly, Lieutenant Toy left his cabin and walked, with his hand always on his automatic and his eyes
wary, to the bridge, where he addressed the navigating officer.

"Where can Doc Savage be found?" asked Toy.

"Doc Savage is well known enough that a telegram addressed to him in New York City should reach