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J. P. MORGAN

Investments

That was what it said on the door.

It was not the J. P. Morgan, however. This oneтАЩs name was not Pierpont, and he was not an
international banker, or a private banker at all. He was just a buyer and seller of cheap securities of the
type called cats and dogs. And he was not very prosperous.

Some detective work by Andrew Blodgett Monk Mayfair, associate of Doc Savage, had unearthed that
much about this J. P. Morgan.

Finally, the secretary had gone out to lunch.

Monk Mayfair had explained that the secretary wasnтАЩt very pretty. That undoubtedly meant she was as
homely as a mud fence with the hide of an octopus tacked on it. Monk Mayfair was easily affected by
women; and when he thought one was homely, she was homely indeed.

This was right. The secretary wasnтАЩt attractive. She looked hungry and in a hurry. She hadnтАЩt locked the
office door behind her, which indicated that J. P. Morgan was in.

Doc Savage had wanted Mr. Morgan to be in. He walked to the door, opened it and entered, careful to
make no sound.

The reception room was furnished with a desk, an uncomfortable chair, a telephoneтАФthese for the
secretaryтАФand a seedy and once-luxurious divan for clients.

Doc put the cellophane box on the desk. He picked up the telephone, connected it to the inner room,
pressed the key and got a manтАЩs voice in answer. Presuming this was Mr. Morgan, Doc Savage spoke
rapidly. Doc was a man of many unusual capabilities, and one of these was the ability to imitate voices,
even a womanтАЩs voice after a fashion.

Because, being quite masculine, he could not exactly duplicate the secretaryтАЩs voice exactly, he used a
whisper instead.

He said, whispering, "A package just came for you, Mr. Morgan."

The voice said, "Bring it in."

"You better come out and get it," Doc said.

Then he got out of the office, closed the door to a half-inch aperture and waited to see what would
happen.

He had put the cellophane box on the stenographerтАЩs desk; so he hadnтАЩt literally left the box on the manтАЩs
doorstep.
J. P. MORGAN came out of the inner office almost immediately.