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Montague Ogden seemed startled. “Oh, the devil. It is around somewhere, I suppose.”

“Get it.”

“But now you can see that poor Sam Joseph is-”

“The devil,” Doc said. “The devil that talked. We want to see it.”

Montague Ogden now seemed distressed, and also his brow wrinkled as if he was trying to think where
the statue was, and he scratched his head.

“Oh, how silly of me,” he said. “How really silly. Of course, I remember now. In my den. I'll get it. I
placed the statue in my den and I will get it now.”

He turned away.
Doc said, “Monk, go with him.”

“Me?” Monk was surprised.

“Yes, you,” Doc said.

“But-”

Monk stopped, and turned and followed Montague Ogden. Monk had remembered that when you
argued with Doc you usually found yourself exceedingly in the wrong.



THEY walked down corridors, Monk and Montague Ogden. And Ogden examined Monk out of the
corner of his eye, as if amazed at Monk's homeliness, and amused by it.

Monk's homeliness had amazed and amused many people, but he was not ashamed of it. There was a
pleasantness about his homeliness and a fascination. Monk would not have to be seen in a very thick fog
to be mistaken for something just out of the ape house in the zoo. His arms were as long as his legs, and
he was coated with reddish hair that was close cousin to rusted shingle nails. Monk was even rather
pleased with his clock-stopping looks because he had found that they exerted a hypnotic power over
girls, and the prettier the girl, the greater the hypnotic capacity.

Montague Ogden opened a door, said, “This is my den, Mr. Mayfair.”

The den was inhabited by the stuffed heads of animals, at least half a hundred of them, which hung on the
walls and leered, stared, snarled, or showed gap-fanged jaws at anyone in the den.

There was a man already in the den.

“Aren't you afraid of staying in here?” Monk asked the man.

He was a timid-looking young man, quite pale and lean and soft. The very picture of a timid soul.