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THE STARS PROMISE DEATH
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I
? CHAPTER II
? CHAPTER III
? CHAPTER IV
? CHAPTER V
? CHAPTER VI
? CHAPTER VII
? CHAPTER VIII
? CHAPTER IX
? CHAPTER X
? CHAPTER XI
? CHAPTER XII
? CHAPTER XIII
? CHAPTER XIV
? CHAPTER XV
? CHAPTER XVI
? CHAPTER XVII
? CHAPTER XVIII
? CHAPTER XIX
? CHAPTER XX
? CHAPTER XXI

CHAPTER I
FROM the lounge car of the Shore Express, Lamont Cranston watched the meadows slither by as the
speedy streamliner ate up the last few miles of its run to Seaview City. Ahead, jagged in the afternoon
haze that was creeping in from the ocean, the skyline of the resort hotel was growing like a school of
leviathans rearing from the deep.

Perhaps the scene fascinated Cranston, but Margo Lane wasn't watching it at all. Rather annoyed by the
proximity of Seaview City, Margo was staring steadily at Lamont to remind him of a promise that he'd
apparently forgotten.

Except that Cranston seldom forgot anything and never a promise. How he was to keep this one rather
puzzled Margo, since she felt sure he had a lot to tell within a very few minutes.

It never helped to rush Lamont Cranston. His face, impassive and calm, was the very symbol of
deliberation. Odd features, Cranston's, the sort that might be classed as those of a rugged mystic. Caught
now in the glint of the setting sun, Cranston's visage was singularly masklike, as impenetrable as the
thoughts that Margo was waiting so eagerly for him to express.
Whether Cranston was gauging the distance to Seaview City or the limit of Margo's patience, was a
debatable question. Perhaps both factors were the answer, for he timed it to perfection. An annoyed
frown was forming under Margo's wealth of brunette hair as she opened her lips to deliver an
exclamation. She was at her prettiest that way, though oblivious to the fact, as Cranston noted with a
calm turn of his eyes.