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- Title: Cokie Goes Treasure Hunting
- Author : Berkley Livingston
- Release Date : January 01, 2011
- Genre: Sci-Fi & Fantasy,Books,Science Fiction & Literature,Adventure,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 332 KB
Description
Because of some screwball scientist marked an X on the Loop sidewalk, Cokie found himself facing dinosaurs!
Excerpt
“I’m telling ya, the 'perfessor' ain't nuts!"
Sylvester "Cokie" Mokie's voice was a high, angry squeak. His words were directed at Moe Maybrick, the fat little proprietor of Moe's Mansion.
"Well," Moe grunted, as his pudgy body searched for a more comfortable resting place against the rough bricks which bordered the entrance of his tenth-rate flophouse, "you may be right, Cokie, but I wouldn't lay money on it."
"Wha' d'ya mean, Moe?" Cokie demanded. He was perched on a metal refuse box, near the curb and directly opposite the entrance to the Mansion.
Moe looked at Cokie for a moment before replying. The reason for Sylvester Mokie's better known name was his predilection for that narcotic, cocaine. In other words, Cokie was a snow-bird. And if he was "high on it”
Moe knew the uselessness of conversation. But his look satisfied him that the little man on the refuse container was still in this world.
"It isn't in the cards," Moe explained. "That little gadget he carries. Those X's he makes on the sidewalk. He's been doing it for ten years now and nobody knows why."
"Ya know what I think," Cokie said. "I think the perfessor's looking for buried treasure, that's what! Ain't that right, Finnegan?"
Traffic Officer Finnegan had just stepped out of the Manhattan Tea Room and on seeing Moe and Cokie arguing, had come over to join them Finnegan's breath held a pleasant aroma, but it wasn't from tea. If it was, it was the first tea that ever bore the label, "100 Proof."
Finnegan stood beside Moe at the entrance to the flophouse and patted his perspiring face. He had the sort of face that is always perspiring.
"Well now," he said between pats, "I wouldn't know what the professor's looking for. Nobody knows, because he's never said why he makes those marks on sidewalks. Or what's in that gadget he carries."
"See, what'd I tell ya, Moe?" Cokie triumphantly exclaimed, as though Finnegan had corroborated what was in his mind. "He's looking for buried treasure, that's what. And that's why he makes those X's on the sidewalk!"
"Well I'm certainly glad we got that straightened out," Moe said sourly, as he turned to go back into his office.
Finnegan, whose hopes for a little bit of gabbing before going on post were shattered by Moe's somewhat abrupt departure, also left.
But Cokie didn't notice their going. He was waiting for the professor. He had been watching the clock for the past half hour and he knew that the professor would soon show up.
For the past two days the professor had come around at about four o'clock; just before the rush hour began. And yesterday something had happened which had never happened before. Cokie was waiting to see if the same thing would happen today.
Johann Van Shnook, better known as the professor, was talking to himself as he walked down Clark Street.
"Ten long years! Ten years of being laughed at, insulted, being called mad. But no more! I was right."
His voice was a mumble. None of the passersby he jostled in his long-legged shambling shuffle would have understood anyway.
"If only," the monologue went on, "the batteries are strong enough for the detector, today."
The fingers of his free hand furtively caressed the batteries in his jacket pocket. Two lead wires ran from the batteries to the object he carried in his right hand. And the object looked like nothing more than a vari-colored glass ball attached to a stick, into which the wires led.
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