"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 028 - The Shadow's Justice" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

Shadow, mysterious personage who thwarted crime, was interested in the same discussion that had
intrigued Drew Westling.

What was the purpose of The Shadow's visit? Did danger lurk about this place? Did the presence of
huddled watchers in the shrubbery mean that crime was brewing?

Shadows of the night had moved amidst the drizzling mist. One was a living shadow. Where plans and
cross-purposes unfolded; where men of evil design maintained a secret vigil; there did The Shadow
venture!
 CHAPTER II. TALK OF WEALTH
WITHIN a small, but finely furnished study, Houston Boswick and Farland Tracy faced each other
across a mahogany desk, totally unaware that listeners were stationed at both door and window.

The two men formed an interesting contrast in the glow of the desk lamp. Farland Tracy, still in his
forties, showed virility in every action. Firm-faced, square-jawed, and stalwart, he had a dynamic air
combined with self-assurance. With it, his eyes expressed understanding and sympathetic feeling.

Houston Boswick, in opposition, was aged and weary. He was a man past sixty, and his thin face
marked him as one who had lost all former initiative.

His eyes, alone, revealed his intellect. At times they were colorless; but at intervals they sparkled with
quick purpose. Occasionally, they showed a distinct trace of innate shrewdness.

Those eyes were Tracy's key. The lawyer watched them steadily and calmly, knowing that they alone
could serve as an index to Houston Boswick's true emotions.

тАЬTracyтАЭтАФBoswick's voice was pitifully thinтАФтАЬI am an old man who has nothing left to live for.тАЭ

тАЬHardly old,тАЭ rejoined Tracy, in a quiet tone. тАЬYou have not yet reached the dividing line of threescore
and ten.тАЭ

тАЬI am nearing it,тАЭ asserted Boswick, with a slight shrug of his narrow shoulders, тАЬand my life has been
one of ceaseless labor. The accumulation of wealth is no sinecure, Tracy. I have made my share тАФmore
than my share, to be exact. I began almost in childhood. That is why I am nearing the end of life.тАЭ

тАЬYou have retired from business,тАЭ Tracy reminded him. тАЬThat should give you the opportunity to
recuperate.тАЭ

тАЬI retired,тАЭ interrupted Boswick, тАЬpurely because I could no longer continue. When an old horse can no
longer stand in harness, his days are numbered.тАЭ

Farland Tracy had no reply. Houston Boswick could see the sympathy in his expression. The old man
smiled wanly.

тАЬDo not attempt to delude me, Tracy,тАЭ declared Boswick. тАЬThis last trip to Florida was for my health. Its
purpose failed. The writing is on the wall. My physicians have told me that I may not have long to live. I
am ready to die.тАЭ

тАЬWhy?тАЭ questioned Tracy incredulously.