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THE PIRATE ISLE
A Doc Savage Adventure by Kenneth Robeson
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? Chapter I
? Chapter II. THE SHAPING OF SOMETHING
? Chapter III. THE BRONZE MAN
? Chapter IV. PARACHUTE SNIPERS
? Chapter V. DISTRESSED LADY
? Chapter VI. LORD LONDON
? Chapter VII. SHIP TO NOWHERE
? Chapter VIII. PLANE DOWN!
? Chapter IX. JINX!
? Chapter X. NEAPED
? Chapter XI. HALF A LOAF
? Chapter XII. PUZZLE ON JINX
? Chapter XIII. THE LAGOON
? Chapter XIV. JOHNNY HAS A STORY
? Chapter XV. A PARROT NAMED THEM
Chapter I
THE first officer of the City of Tulsa sprinted across the deck. He climbed the steps to the boat deck
with pounding haste. He stumbled on the top step, lost his uniform cap. He was a cheerful-looking man;
that is, he was cheerful-looking when he was not wearing the kind of expression that was on his face,
now. He swore, recovered his cap and galloped for the bridge.

“Captain Hardgrove!” he squalled.

There was plenty of blue Pacific ocean around the City of Tulsa. About half of the Pacific was ahead of
her bow, between it and San Francisco. The other half was behind, between the stern and Brisbane,
Australia, the port of Mbau, Viti Levu Island of the Fiji group, and other points of call. The old hooker
was about half of her long way home.

“Captain Hardgrove!” yelled the officer.

Captain Hardgrove was chewing up a two-months-old Los Angeles newspaper and shooting the paper
wads thus obtained at his parrot. He did not like being disturbed on so warm a day.

“Yes, yes, Mr. Weed!” he snapped at the officer.

“For the love of Bess! You won't believe this!” panted First Officer Weed, stumbling onto the bridge.

“Won't believe what?” asked Captain Hardgrove bitterly.
“It's the man up the mast,” puffed Mr. Weed.

The paper wad Captain Hardgrove was about to launch at his parrot slipped out of the rubber band and
was propelled back into his own face, smacking him on the nose.