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impressive crop of red hair which looked somewhat like rusty shingle nails.

тАЬStay with him, Long Tom,тАЭ he called.

Hamamah had a piece of luck. He got one of his knives out. He put it into the shoulder of his opponent,
and put the point of the knife on into a wooden door against which they were fighting at the moment. The
American was pinned to the door.

Hamamah turned and ran. He ran as he had never run before. He was scared. He was so scared he was
blue.
The squat hairy American reached the sucker American.

тАЬWhat happened?тАЭ he demanded.

тАЬMonk, he got a knife into me,тАЭ said the other.

Monk dragged an overgrown and complex looking pistol-shaped weapon from an underarm holster.

тАЬNo, Monk! No, no!тАЭ yelled the other.

тАЬListen, the dirty so-and-so stuck youтАФтАЭ

тАЬHe just got some hide. Get me loose!тАЭ

Monk eyed the other anxiously. тАЬLong Tom, you're sure it's not in you bad?тАЭ

тАЬJust pinned the hide, I tell you,тАЭ Long Tom insisted.

Monk examined the knife. тАЬYeah, that's right.тАЭ He pulled the blade out, looked at it, said, тАЬProbably a
trillion germs on this thing. I'd rather have a snake crawl through me.тАЭ

тАЬYou and me both.тАЭ Long Tom worked with the wound to make it bleed freely.

тАЬI oughta shot his head off!тАЭ Monk said violently.

тАЬDon't be crazy. He's important to us.тАЭ

Hamamah by now was out of the alley.

тАЬYou think he'll get away?тАЭ Monk asked anxiously.

тАЬNo,тАЭ Long Tom said. тАЬDoc Savage will collect him.тАЭ

тАЬDoc better,тАЭ Monk muttered.



HAMAMAH was afraid of being collected. He traveled like a goose that had been shot at, rounded a
couple of corners, and sighted a rattletrap of a taxicab. He almost moaned with pleasure when he saw
the cab. It was an old hag of a cab, and Hamamah knew from experience that the drivers of such would