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Hi there, Mr. Allen. Hello. I guess you haven't got the baggage off the

Washington plate yet, huh? A few minutes yet outside, but I'll slip yours back

here for you if you'd like.

Okay, save a little time.

Oh, nothing's too good for a man that travels as much as you do.

What's the rush?

Aren't you going to stay in Metropolis for a while? Just a few days.

Just rushing to get a parade dinner soon to make a phone call.

Supposed to meet an old friend of mine here.

Where's the phone booth?

Oh, here you use mine.

Help yourself.

Oh, thank you.

Bailey Planet, I'd like to speak to Clark Kent, please.

Yeah.

Who?

Oh, Gary, I'm sorry I got tied up and I couldn't meet you, but... What?

Oh, no, no, no, we're still having dinner, all right. As a matter of fact,

I sent Jimmy Olsen down to pick you up.

Well, that's better.

Oh, sure, I'll find him, don't worry.

Oh, everything's wonderful. Got tangled up in a plane crash down in Africa, you

know. But that was a long time ago.

Right now, I feel better than I have for years.

Oh, hold it.

That's not mine.

I know. Late register stuff from the overseas flight.

Boy, he's got this bank loaded.

Yeah, Clark, I'm still here. I was just saying I felt... Well, talk louder if

that's the best you've felt for years. You sound...

Come on, Gary.

Oh, boy.

There we are.

Boy, you had me worried there for a while.

You must have fainted.

Fainted? Uh-huh. I must have been out for a half hour if you're here already.

Well, I, um, happen to know of a shortcut, but there isn't much traffic.

Hi, Mr. Kent.

Hello, Jimmy. What are you doing here?

Well, this is the man you were supposed to meet.

Oh, hello, sir. How are you? I, uh, I guess I was watching the wrong airplane.

I'm sorry, Mr. Allen.

There you are. Got this at first aid.

Oh, thanks. I'm all right.

Good. With your friends, huh?

Yes, and thank you so much for your courtesy.

I feel like I've been out for an hour.

Well, do you feel all right now? Think you'll be able to travel?

Sure.

But it's funny, though.

I never fainted in my life before.

Well, you're probably still suffering from the effects of that plane crash you

told me about on the phone.

But I'm not. That's the funny part of it.

A few minutes ago, I felt just like I did during the plane crash.

Woozy, sort of weak all over. It came and went.

Just like I said, you're still suffering from the effects of that crash.

Clark, it's the place.

I'm sorry, Gary, but you've lost me.

Well, don't you see? Outside, I feel fine. And in here, in the plane, every

place.

But back there, standing by that phone.

Come on, it's right over here. I'll show you.

All right. Let me give you a hint. Here we go.

Seriously, Gary, I'd like you to see this doctor. He's a very good friend of

mine and exceptionally good for this sort of thing.

Oh, I feel fine now, Kent.

Let's see.

I stopped here for a second. Yeah?

And that's the phone I used to call you.

Garrett, what are you... Golly, I got him. He's just sick, that's all. There's

nothing wrong here. I feel fine.

Jimmy, take him to that bench down the hall.

Quickly. You better help me. Do as I tell you.

Sheepers, Mr. Kent, is something the matter with you, too?

No, no, Jimmy. Get him a drink of water, will you, right away? Please, quick,

hurry.

Where is nobody?

Man! Man!

Sorry, sir, you get your luggage outside. This is only the back way.

Tips, huh?

Tips.

Okay, okay.

From abroad, huh?

Africa.

Up there, Africa, very hot. Now I pass your immigration, I'm going to enjoy

myself in your city.

One luggage, please.

Here we are.

Say, what have you gotten at, anyway?

Let's see your customs slip.

Does it hurt you, huh?

No. It has clearance, huh?

Not hurt you.

It not hurt me. It not hurt anybody.

Only one person in the whole world.

Huh? Deep, huh?

Well,

doctor, I took a preliminary blood test.

So far, it looks as if you were exposed to some sort of metallic radiation.

What?

Doctor, would radiation cause that kind of reaction?

That's the trouble. It just looks like it, I said.

Maybe you came near some sort of dangerous metal.

But then again, my tests don't indicate any metal I've ever heard of.

Any metal on Earth.

Jeepers, what if that metal... Hold it, Jimmy.

Gary, when was this plane crash of yours?

You ought to remember the date, Clark.

It was the same time Superman tangled with that big asteroid, smacked it to

pieces, remember?

Saved the world from a collision.

Well, my plane got caught in a shower of fragments.

Mr. Kent, that's it. Hold it, will you, Jimmy?

Gary, did you ever hear of a man by the name of Van Wick from Africa?

Who? Van Wick. I checked with the customs people.

He picked up a very heavy satchel.

And while he's listed as a plantation owner, he signs himself as professor.

No, I've never heard of him.

Inside of that satchel, he must have been tearing up... I beg your pardon,

Jimmy. Will you excuse us for just a second?

Now, wait a minute, Jimmy.

I know what you're thinking.

Kryptonite. It must be.

Jeepers, Mr. Kent, Superman had trouble with that asteroid, didn't he? And

there's only one metal that can harm him.

It's from the planet Krypton.

Yes, yes, I know. But you don't know it's Kryptonite, do you?

Well, I would if I saw it affect Superman.

Jeepers, Kryptonite could kill him. I know.

Wouldn't the customs give you a list of what the professor was bringing in? No,

they said the satchel contained some rock specimens. It seems the professor's

an amateur collector.

Well, then he probably won't try anything bad with them.

And if he does have some kryptonite, he probably doesn't even know what it is. I

hope you're right, Jimmy.

We'd better find that professor in a hurry, don't you think?

I think I'd better contact Superman. This could be very important to him.

Mr. Rufus, it's an honor to enter your house. I am...

Oh,

Mr. Rufus, I am Professor Wenwick.

My plantation is very large, but very poor.

Oh, Mr.

Rufus, no apologies are necessary. I understand a man as rich and important

as you are in the underworld.

Precautions? I am Professor Van Wick.

Plantations, astrology, geology, money?

No money.

He's Rufus.

Oh, at last.

I am... I know who you are. Have a seat.

This is the snorkel, a very funny guy, and my secretary, the Duchess.

Well, once upon a time, I have a telescope, you see.

You wrote a letter, Professor. I understand the whole situation.

I read it to him.

No, no, no, no, no. The background, you must understand.

I have a telescope. I built it for myself. It's my hobby, you see. So I'll

be watching on the telescope, and all of a sudden, there is the Superman.

Watching.

All of a sudden, there is an asteroid.

Watching. Boom! Everything goes all over the sky.

I saw it myself. A very disappointing fight. Superman got lucky in the last

round. He saw it.

The whole world did.

But not the way I saw it.

I was watching the Superman and something happened to him. A strange

reaction. A weakness.

And I know what caused it. I have the secret right here. Because there was a

strange, peculiar color in my spectrum.

Strange color?

A new metal that makes the Superman to react to it.

One day I was visiting the place where the plane crashed and I saw a fragment

of the meteor there. Just a tiny little piece which didn't get fused by the

heat. Just a little rock.

But it makes the same color in my spectrum.

Scientific stuff.

Oh.

This is what you can get rid of Superman.

Just a rock?

My theory is this. If I can get Superman as close to this as you are, he

fainted. If I get it closer, he's dead.

More closer, he's deader.

More closer, more dead. Get out of here.

But you are not Superman. It won't hurt you.

I'm taking no chances. Get it away.

Farther. Farther.

A minute, boss.

You may have something there.

If he can make Superman powerless with that, get rid of him for the long time.

For good, huh?

Of course I can.

Just get me near to Superman with this rock and I can prove you what I say.

Suppose for a minute what you say is true.

What's your proposition?

Mr. Rufus, plantations I have.

Science, telescope, hobbies I have.

Money?

No money.

You deliver me Superman stretched out like a fish and I'll give you everything

I got. Ten million.

You only got eight.

Eight million dollars.

Eight million.

Eight million.

Take him down to the Daily Planet building. Superman always shows up there

sooner or later.

Great Caesar's ghost.

Of all the front page, where is everybody?

Kent, where are you?

Lois? Olsen?

Here, you look at this. Would you write a story like that?

I'm just waiting here. Of course not. Do I have to write every word in this

newspaper? Who are you waiting for?

I don't know. I'm just here.

Let me tell you one thing. I have no time for shoeshines. The kind of help I

get around this place, I'd be lucky to have time for a bath this week.

Did you want something, Chief? Yes, I'd like a couple of reporters around here

who can write sensible stories.

What's the matter with Kent today, anyway?

Well, he's got a pretty important problem. He's out trying to find

something, but he ought to be back in a little while. What's he looking for?

Well, it's a secret. Nobody knows but me. All right, never mind. Just tell

Kent I want to see him when he gets back.

And don't call me Chief, either.

Yes, Chief.

Sir?

Say, that's a good idea. A man should look his best for a free lunch, huh?

Oh,

hi, Jim.

Why the long face?

Chief been chewing you out again?

I'll say he has.

Only not on my account this time.

It seems that it's my fault.

That he can't find Mr. Kent.

Where is Clark? I haven't seen him all day.

I don't know where he is, but I gotta find him. Well, what's so important?

Well, you know this Professor Van Wick he's been looking for?

He thinks that this Professor had something to do with those fainting

spells that Gary Allen had.

And also that this Van Wick may have Superman in terrible danger.

You mean?

That's right.

Kryptonite.

What are we supposed to do about it?

I don't know.

But I think I do know where this Professor Van Wick is.

You do?

How'd you find out?

Well, you know Herbie the cabbie? I was just talking to him down in the

lunchroom. And he told me that he drove some goofy character from the airport to

a house in the country.

And when they got there, he got out of the cab to pay his fare. He not only

paid it, he bowed from the waist and gave him a calling card.

Professor Van Wick.

And where is this house?

I think I know where it is.

And I also know who it belongs to.

A very important racketeer named Big Tom Rufus.

Okay, let's go.

What do you mean, let's go?

It's Mr.

Kent's story. But he isn't here. And in the meantime, the professor and this

Rufus may have Superman in some terrible trouble.

Can't you see, Jim? We've got to get out there.

Well... I guess so. Only we better take the police along.

Oh, we can't. They'll be raiding the place with sirens, screaming and spoil

everything. Come on.

Okay. You go get the car out of the garage, and I'll leave a note for Mr.

Kent in case he can get in contact with Superman.

I'll get my coat and meet you downstairs in five minutes. Okay.

Well, believe it. It just ain't true.

Hey, please, Dutchess, you'll wake him up.

Oh, no, no.

Even without this, he would be unconscious for a while, but if I do

so... I told you to keep that rock away from me.

I went

through his wallet, boss.

Name's Gary Allen.

Lives here in Metropolis, but he travels a lot.

Does jobs for the government, sort of an investigator.

So?

So that's what Superman figures to be.

It's a perfect identity for him.

Could it be?

No, no, he's just an ordinary guy. Well set up, athletic, but certainly no

Superman. Look at it this way.

None of the rest of us here are affected by that little ruck.

And nobody down at the planet office was affected when the professor shoved it at

them. Except this Alan character.

Go ahead.

How come?

Yeah, how indeed.

Hey, come here a minute, Duchess.

A few minutes ago, you were wanting to test that knitting needle. Here, give it

to me.

Boy, it broke.

Oh, if you're really Superman, I've been wanting to do this for years.

Oh, wait a minute. I'm going to let him have it. You fool, no shooting.

Nobody hits the boss when I'm around.

He didn't hit me. I hit him. Well, I'm still gonna let him have it.

You're a fool, but you proved one thing beyond the shadow of a doubt.

He's not hurt.

His heart's beating as good as ever.

So there's only one thing can really hurt him. That little rock.

I told you all along. One little whiff of this and he's unconscious.

A little stronger exposure, a little longer exposure, and he's dead. Boom.

May I have my eight million dollars, please?

I'm a man of my word, Professor. You'll get your million dollars.

That's right.

One million?

You said eight million.

Let's look at it this way, Professor.

Who needs that kind of money?

One million.

I found them prowling around the premises. I seen the kid before at the

Daily Planet building.

Reporters? Yeah, yeah, they're reporters.

Well, isn't that just too bad for them?

What are you doing to Mr. Allen?

And where's Superman?

My dear young people, Mr. Allen is Superman.

He can't be.

You're making a terrible mistake.

There's no mistake.

He proved it himself.

I'm afraid Gary Allen, alias Superman, has come to the end of the road.

And since you chose to be so snoopy, I'm afraid you're going to travel with him.

Come on, get the rope out of the other room. We'll tie him up.

Come on, get over there.

Come on, now.

Sit down here.

Right there.

That boy. Yeah.

Take the Dutchess down to the carriage house. Warm up the car and wait for me

at Schnorkel.

Come on, we're going.

Where do you think that Mr. Allen's Superman?

If the boss says he's Superman, he's Superman.

Oh, it's too bad.

He's a nice-looking fella.

Nicer-looking than the boss.

Nicer-looking than Snorkel.

Nicer-looking than you.

Women, come on.

There.

That's a lovely piece of furniture, don't you think?

I anticipated that someday we might have to leave here under forced circumstances

with no trace.

So this isn't actually what it appears to be.

Actually, it's a tank of napalm, jellied gasoline.

Five minutes after I start the electric clock, there'll be an explosion, and

this whole house will be a blazing inferno.

All right, come on.

Put the rock beside Superman there, Professor, so we can be sure he won't

come to.

This terrible thing you are going to do.

It makes me feel sick.

For a million dollars, you can get well.

Not too like the boss says, huh?

No, no.

I wish I've never seen this deadly rock, this terrible rock.

Well, never mind. Come on, let's get out of here.

Jimmy, Miss Lane, I know you can't answer, so just listen.

I can't come into this room because of the kryptonite. You know that.

So somehow, Jimmy, I want you to try and kick it into the fireplace.

Now, I've got a weed burner here I found in the tool shed.

I'm going to try and burn the kryptonite up.

So go ahead.

Good boy, Jimmy now watch out

All right, kids?

Oh, you aren't, Mr. Allen?

Yeah, I guess I'll be all right.

That'll be Inspector Henderson and his boys.

I took the precaution of phoning him and telling him to give us an hour ahead

start, then to set up a roadblock and close in.

For once, I'm glad you double-crossed me.

It still seems incredible, but Superman's explanation must be the right

one.

Although the kryptonite knocked me out and eventually would have killed me,

while I was under its influence, I was impervious to bullets or anything else.

Jeepers, for a while there, you really were Superman.

Did I hear someone mention Superman?

You certainly did.

Where have you been?

Yes, old friend, where have you been all afternoon?

Well, you might say I've been looking for you. After all, we were supposed to

have lunch, weren't we?

Don't miss the next grill-packed episode in the amazing adventures of Superman.

Superman is based on the original character appearing in Superman

magazine.