"001 (B001) - The Man of Bronze (1933-03) - Lester Dent.palmdoc.pdb" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

Without taking his golden eyes from the wet window, Doc asked: "Was there anything strange about my father's death?"



"'We're not certain," Renny muttered, and set his thin lips in an expression of ominousness.



"I, for one, am certain!" snapped Littlejohn. He settled more firmly on his nose the glasses which had the extremely thick left lens.



"What do you mean, Johnny?" Doc Savage asked.



"I am positive your father was murdered!" Johnny's gauntness, his studious scientist look, gave him a profoundly serious expression.



Doc Savage swung slowly from the window His bronze face had not changed expression. But under his brown business coat, tensing muscles had made his arms inches farther around.



"Why do you say that, Johnny?"



Johnny hesitated. His right eye narrowed, the left remaining wide and a little blank behind the thick spectacle lens. He shrugged.



"Only a hunch," he admitted, then added, almost shouting: "I'm right about it! I know I am!"



That was Johnny's way. He had absolute faith in what he called his hunches. And nearly always he was right. On occasions when he was wrong, though, he was very wrong indeed.



"Exactly what did the doctors say caused death?" Doc asked. Doc's voice was low, pleasant, but a voice capable of great volume and changing tone.



Renny answered that. Renny's voice was like thunder gobbling out of a cave. "The doctors didn't know. It was a new one on them. Your father broke out with queer circular red patches on his neck. And he lasted only a couple of days."