"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 094 - Castle of Doom" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)officer was shot in cold blood when the robbery was done at Pettigrew's shop in Bond Street."
"And new crime will come," began Dunbarth. "Mark my words. New robberies -" "Not in London." The words were Cranston's, delivered in a tone of finality. "Murder, perhaps, in London. Robbery, perhaps, elsewhere." THERE was an almost prophetic note in the speaker's voice, as though he had coolly calculated the future. There was reason why that should be. For this American who had arrived in London was not a chance visitor as the club members supposed. He was a master sleuth, The Shadow. Learning of swift, mysterious crime in the British capital, The Shadow had taken on the guise of Lamont Cranston, for a prompt trip to London. "That is it," nodded Rutherwaite. "Why should the bounders resort to further crime? They have made their haul. The proper course - the one that the Yard has taken - is to watch every port and every vessel leaving England and -" "It will be useless," injected Dunbarth. A young man had entered the lounge while Dunbarth was speaking. Rutherwaite waved a greeting. This arrival was the very man who had first met the bobby at one of Piccadilly's corners. Rutherwaite made the introduction. "This is Geoffrey Chiswold," he told The Shadow. "Jeff, this is Lamont Cranston, recently arrived from New York." They shook hands. The Shadow spoke. "You are one of several Londoners whose names have attracted my attention," he told Chiswold. "Are you not the Geoffrey Chiswold who recently sold your property to a man named Barton Modbury?" "Yes," acknowledged Geoffrey, with a nod. Then, bitterly: "It had been in the family for more than three hundred years. I was sorry to dispose of the old place." "Why did you do so?" queried Dunbarth. "The place had become a burden," explained Geoffrey. "The upkeep and maintenance of servants would have driven me into debt. I wanted to make journeys, particularly to Canada. I invariably lacked a sufficient surplus." "I suppose the situation has changed," inserted Rutherwaite. "You should find present circumstances an improvement." "I have," acknowledged Geoffrey. "I am prepared for my voyage. I sail tomorrow for Canada." "I hope that you made out well with your sale of the castle?" "I did quite well. Modbury is wealthy. He was willing to pay the price that I asked." "Modbury is an Australian?" |
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