The Idea ManLurgent lost no time in getting his men away from the vicinity of the inlet. Lurgent’s first terror wore off, and was replaced with a grim seriousness. They rode in two cars, with both Behemoth and Lurgent in the lead machine. There were three others in this car, and all but Behemoth looked as if they were coming from a funeral. Behemoth showed no concern, and seemed amused by the long faces. He fell to chuckling.
“This Doc Savage seems to have an Indian sign on you fellows,” he said.
Lurgent looked at Behemoth disgustedly. “It must be your ignorance! Haven’t you ever heard of Doc Savage?”
“Sure. Just a guy who helps people, ain’t he? Kind of a philanthropist.”
“Philanthropist!” Lurgent groaned. “That’s what I thought! It’s not bravery! It’s stupidity!”
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