"Doc Savage Adventure 1936-11 Resurrection Day" - читать интересную книгу автора (Doc Savage Collection)

"M'sieu' Gendarme," he said, "could you tell me why all thees ees happen?"

The general could fake almost any accent. He loved to.


THE cop had come from a long line of brick-throwing ancestors, and his grin was big.

"Your guess is as good as mine, Frenchy." The officer jerked a thumb upward. "The powers that be say fence in the streets around here; so fence 'em in we will."

"But, m 'sieu', some reason you 'ave give thees people why you not let zem pas', no?"

"This is the only reason we have to give 'em." The cop tapped his badge.

"Velly stlange," said the general, singsonging. "Velly stlange."

The cop watched him walk off, then scratched his head.

"Dang me," he grunted. "First he's a frog, then he's a laundryman!"

The general was at that moment also much the master of evil - and profitable - schemes, He went directly to the offices of Proudman Shaster.

Proudman Shaster gave his visitor a dry smile and a dried-up hand, then went back behind his huge desk and sat down. The result was that Proudman Shaster about disappeared. Only his bulging melon of a head showed over the formidable desk.

Proudman Shaster's head was all that counted, anyway. It was full of brains and all the ideas they hatched were bad.

"It's really a wonderful day," he said. "Really wonderful." Proudman Shaster was a well-known attorney. and everything was usually "really wonderful" with him. It was a small habit of speech he had.

"Si, si, senor," said the general, imitating a Spaniard. "Look, I have an idea. A mucho bueno idea! I want it looked into."

Proudman Shaster folded his dry hands and looked as if he hadn't heard a word of it.

"I want all of mv men assemblcd here in New York at once," said General Ino. "All of my hombres, understand!"

"Can do," Proudman Shaster admitted, lighting a cigarette.

He should have been able to d it. He was Ino's mouth, his eyes, his ears, even a wee bit of his brains, when the occasion demanded. He had furnished the acid that had disposed of the last bit of epidermis of the Japanese merchant prince's man-child.

General Ino shook hands with himself, Chinese fashion, and murmured, "This humble one is most proud of such a worthy servant."

Proudman Shaster looked at his finger nails, found grime under one and began to clean it with a small, sharp tooth.

"Who are we going to take to the cleaners now?" he asked.

"Doc Savage," General Ino said.

Proudman Shaster gave a violent leap, closed his eyes, and seemed to stop breathing. He dropped his cigarette.


GENERAL INO was plainly quite amused by the actions of his lieutenant - not his most valuable one, incidentally. Ino smiled, picked up the cigarette stub and extinguished it in a bronze tray.