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Dr. Mandroff nodded. "Da," he said. He meant, "Yes."

The bronze giant moved toward the exit. A nurse handed him his coat. As he stood in the doorway, his
shoulders almost filled the space.

Dr. Mandroff hurried after the bronze man.

"You were wonderful, sir," he exclaimed. "I’ve done some work along that line myself, but never anything
like you accomplished just now."

If Doc Savage was flattered, he showed no outward indication. Instead, he said, "Any written questions
they submit will be answered."

"Perhaps I should go with you," Dr. Mandroff offered. "Professor Uppercue is a friend of mine—"

Doc shook his head. "You stay with the patient, doctor."

The bronze man showed respect for the young, handsome Dr. Mandroff, who had recently arrived from
Russia, and was said to be an amazingly clever surgeon who was at the World’s Fair to study newest
developments in medical science.
DOC SAVAGE went to investigate the mystery of what had happened to Uppercue.

After a few brief questions, Doc knew all that had happened. He learned about the peculiar metal
cylinder. The Fair police gave him Uppercue’s lab apron, said, "A lot of help this thing is."

They did not realize that the apron was the one clue to Professor Uppercue’s trail.

"What about this aluminum cylinder?" Doc asked.

"It made whispering sounds."

"What?"

"Well, that’s just what somebody said."

The Fair cops now came from the mine tunnel to tell of the goblin.

"You’re crazy!" they were told.

"Maybe it sounds like that. But half a dozen of us saw that thing."

"What you saw were shadows from your flashlights."

"I suppose shadows can throw rocks that weigh two hundred pounds?"

Doc Savage decided to look in the one place that seemed to have been passed up—Professor
Uppercue’s laboratory, the spot from whence Uppercue had started on his wild flight. Looking at the
rubber apron in his hands, the bronze man had noted something.

Blood smears, and long hairs stuck to the inner side of the lab apron.