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“Doc Savage, did you say?” asked Dr. Light.

“Yes.”

Dr. Light had turned pale. Now he became altogether whiter, and he seemed not to know what to do.
He got hold of himself quickly, however.

“Let me talk,” he said.

Slow John passed over the instrument without comment.

The voice in New York said, “This is Doc Savage's office in New York City. Will you tell Dr. Wilson
that we have located Doc Savage, and he will be available by telephone in the morning? I'm sorry, but
that was the best we could do. Doc has been unavailable to anyone for several days, and we just got this
radiogram that he was coming in by plane. He is now traveling over a section where strict radio silence is
advisable due to the war, so that we cannot contact him. But his plane is quite fast, and he should be here
in the morning.”

Dr. Light swallowed two or three times and made his voice as calm as he could manage.

“Very well, we will take care of the matter,” he said.

That was the best he could manage.

He replaced the receiver as if it were hot.

And he got out of the house as if the telephone were a dangerous animal which someone had turned
loose.

Chapter III. ESCAPE

DR. WILSON lay very limp and pale on the bed in the little makeshift office-hospital.

The male nurse looked properly concerned.

“Hasn't revived, eh?” said Dr. Light.

The nurse shook his head. “No, doctor.”

Dr. Light examined Dr. Wilson, doing it rather elaborately, in order to impress Slow John. But he made
no false moves, did not overdo it, because Slow John was no fool.

“How is he?” asked slow John.

Dr. Light indicated the conference room, and said, “Let's go in there.” And when they were seated in the
other room, he said, “Dr. Wilson has had a complete nervous collapse.

He realized it was coming on, and he talked to me about it.”