Victor Appleton

“ Tom managed to struggle to his feet. "I remember now! Some kind of gas must have been used on me. But I must see to the office. Maybe I've been robbed."
Leaning heavily on the giant's arm, Tom walked as fast as he could into the laboratory. At first glance everything seemed to be in order, and to his relief he found the vault was locked.
The young inventor did not know that a key was missing from his ring, nor, as he twirled the dial of the combination-lock, did he realize that a slender lever had been severed from below, thus rendering useless the intricate mechanism. ”

“ Gently he picked Tom up and carried him outside.
"I'll git a doctah!" exclaimed the old colored man. "Dey's a phone in heah."
Before the physician could be reached, the beneficial effects of the cool night air had brought the young inventor back to consciousness. At first he could not recall what had happened and was not a little astonished to find himself lying on the grass.
"What in the world is the matter, Koku?" he demanded, pressing his hand to his aching head. "What am I doing out here?"
"Master out, get knockum," said the giant. "We find you on desk. Rad callum medicine man now." ”