"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 252 - Judge Lawless" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

to consider.
The car was taking devious turns, so frequently, that at times it seemed
to be circling a block. Whether or not the driver was trying to shake someone
off the trail, he was at least doing a good job at fooling Dave as to his
present whereabouts.
At least, until the car spurted across an avenue, at which time Dave,
looking up from the floor, saw an illuminated sign upon a water tank over the
edge of a roof top. The sign blinked twice as Dave glimpsed it, and each time
it said:

AVENUE THEATER

The place was evidently a neighborhood movie house, though in what
neighborhood or on what avenue, Dave couldn't tell, because he had never heard
of the theater before. The name, however, was something to remember, and from
that point on, Dave tried to keep track of the car's course - this time, with
some success.
The next thing was to pick a landmark when the car stopped. It finally
halted in the middle of a gloomy brownstone block, which might have been
anywhere in Manhattan. Men gripped Dave's arms and one of them growled:
"All right, guy - shove out!"
Dave "shoved out," and across his shoulder he saw just what he wanted
across the street. It was a lunchroom bearing the sign:

ECLIPSE LUNCH

Not that Dave was hungry, nor that he liked the looks of the broad-built,
greasy-faced proprietor who was staring from the window of the eating place.
In
fact, he didn't care for either, but they were both something to remember.
Dave would know this block if he ever found it again, and that confidence
regarding the future gave him some for the present.
It was nice to think that there might be a future after Dave met Judge
Lawless again!
Curbing heavy doubts on that question, Dave let his companions guide him
into a basement entry on this side of the street, under brownstone steps that
were almost directly opposite the Eclipse Lunch and certainly where they could
be observed by the greasy-faced man in the lunchroom window.
The door opened when a signal was rapped and the group moved through the
basement to a flight of stairs. At the top they reached a hall where a single
light was glowing; there, one of Dave's companions knocked at a door. A voice
answered, and Dave was thrust into the room alone.
What Dave saw amazed him.
These rooms were the chambers of Judge Lawless!


THE white-haired master of injustice was seated behind a desk where a
single lamp burned, and by the glow - which was directed away from Lawless,
rather than toward him - Dave could see the other furnishings.
There were many books that looked like volumes from a law library, but