"015 (B069) - The Mystery on the Snow (1934-05) - Lester Dent (b)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

"I have studied for a time in the Orient. But this is no ordinary fakery, my
friend. This is big business. I will tell you this much: I control the destiny
of one of the greatest business syndicates in Asia and Europe."
"And Ben Lane has something which you want?" queried Mahal.
"Something I must have! Something which, if I do not get it, will bring
financial ruin to my syndicate."
"What is it?"
"Your nose is getting too long, my friend!"
Mahal ignored this warning that he was becoming too inquisitive. "I might be of
much assistance, if you would tell meЧ"
"No! You have merely been hired to secure information concerning Doc Savage,
that I may know how best to combat him. What have you learned today?"
"If you will tell meЧ" Mahal parried.
"No more questions, fool! What of Doc Savage?"
Mahal felt like heaving a disappointed sigh, but refrained from doing so.
"What you told me about your being powerful reminds me of Doc Savage," he
grumbled.
"Make your meaning clearer!"
"Doc Savage, from what IТve been able to learn by asking questions, has
developed one of the most remarkable brains ever owned by a man. I heard,
Stroam, that Savage is a mental wizard. I heard, too, that he has unbelievable
strength. Sach bat! Indeed! I believe it, too, after having seen him."
"You saw Doc Savage?"
"
Han, sahib. Yes, sir. I have been trailing him, observing him."
"That was reckless!"
"You underestimate my cleverness. There is not a possibility that Doc Savage
knew I was watching him."
Stroam, behind the curtain, was silent a bit, as if doubtful.
"You got the newspaper clippings, Mahal?"
"
Han, sahib. Here they are."
Mahal drew the envelope of clippings from his pocket and tossed it to the
individual behind the curtain.
A tiny light appearedЧbut did not illuminate StroamТs face, much to MahalТs
disgust. Stroam riffled through the clippings.
"The fool newspapers seem to think Doc Savage is a miracle man!" came a
disgusted squeak.
"Savage is what these Yankees call a big shot," said Mahal.
"What is his profession?"
"Punishing evildoers all over the world."

"
WHAT?" Stroam seemed startled.
"I know it sounds strange," Mahal grunted. "But that is straight. He goes around
helping people out of trouble, and handing those outside the law what he
believes they deserve."
This information did not seem to set well with Stroam. Squeaking sounds of rage
came from behind the curtain.
"If you are what Savage considers a wrongdoer, youТll have trouble with the