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THE TERRIBLE STORK
A Doc Savage Adventure by Kenneth Robeson
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? Chapter I
? Chapter II
? Chapter III
? Chapter IV
? Chapter V
? Chapter VI
? Chapter VII
? Chapter VIII
? Chapter IX
? Chapter X
? Chapter XI
? Chapter XII
? Chapter XIII
? Chapter XIV
? Chapter XV
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Chapter I
“WHAT? Sixty-five?” screamed the auctioneer. He clutched his forehead, indicating that the shock was
about to kill him. He said, “I'm dying! I'm murdered!”

This got just one titter, from one man, out of the eighty or so in the auction room. The others were silent;
it was hot in the room, the chairs were hard, and nothing much was happening.

“Sixty-five dollars!” the auctioneer said. “Who'll bid seventy?”

But this didn't get a laugh either, until he yelled, “Okay, okay, my error, the bid was sixty-five cents.
Seventy? Do I hear seventy cents?”

Monk Mayfair, the famous chemist, said, “That auctioneer is quite a comedian. Bob Hope had better
watch out.”

Ham Brooks, the equally famous lawyer, shifted miserably on the hard wood chair. “He's about as
unfunny as you are,” Ham said, wishing he had a pillow to sit on. He stared at his black cane.

“Ain't I unfunnier 'n that?” Monk Mayfair asked. He was a short, wide, hairy man. It was obvious why he
was called Monk. “Shucks, now you got me worried,” he said anxiously. “You've really got me
worried.”

“Worried about what?”
“When we're gonna get outa here,” Monk said. “That's what's worrying me.”

“I agree heartily,” Ham said.