"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 008 - The Black Master" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

"Because I have made bombs before - I did not know why then - but there was trouble, and I would
have been taken to prison if the police had known.

"It was then that The Master came to me. He gave me money. He told me all was well - but all was not
well. Today -"

He stopped. His face bore signs of dread.

"Go on!" ordered Raynor.

"I am afraid!" objected Vervick. "I have talked too much now! I am afraid to die - I am afraid!"

"Come here. You will not die!"

Vervick approached the desk slowly. He looked about the room. He stared at Grimes and Tewkson. He
stared suspiciously at the opposite side of the room, where the stacks of newspapers lay.

"You will not die!" Raynor repeated.

Vervick shuddered, then suddenly regained his composure. He came closer to the desk.

"I said that I did not know the name of the - of the man I call The Master! But I did not speak true! I
have found out who is The Master!

"I am afraid to speak that name! But I shall give it to you - because you have promised to keep me from
death!"
His fingers trembled as he reached for a piece of paper. He picked up a pencil and scrawled a name, and
thrust the paper toward Raynor.

An amazing change came over the face of the editor.

"Grimes!" he exclaimed. "Look at this! Get busy right away! Look! If this is true -"

Grimes stared at the name as if he could not believe his eyes.

Raynor turned to Vervick.

"Are you sure?" he demanded.

"I am sure!" replied the Russian. "It is true - but I am afraid! What I know cannot help me. He is The
Master! I am afraid."

Raynor wheeled.

"Get this man away safely!" he said to Grimes and Tewkson. "He'll talk to you now! You know where to
take him! Leave this to me! I'm going to lift the lid!"

Vervick held out his hands pleadingly as the managing editor rose from his chair and moved to the side of
the desk.