"066 (B058) - The Munitions Master (1938-08) - Harold Davis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

"Kill the monster!"



"Murder him! Slay him!"



"Death! Death!"



The yells came from scores of throats.



There was an eruption of humanity. The gendarmes were torn from the side of the bronze man.



Monk and Ham had listened, scarcely able to credit their ears. They knew the gendarmes had lied. And knew, as a consequence, that they must be fakes. But they could see the unstoppable consequences of the shrewd play that had been made.



Small, squalling sounds came from Monk. Doc Savage had gone down! The hairy chemist went berserk!



Ham's face was more serious than it had ever been before in his life. Side by side, the two fought to reach the place where the bronze man had vanished under a sea of figures.



But if the scene had been one of almost indescribable confusion before, now it was worse.



Word of the accusation swept through the throngs. The cavalrymen, trying hard to protect their injured comrades, were swept from their horses. The horses themselves were knocked to the pavement.



Soldiers who had been only crippled before, were now pounded to death beneath plunging feet.



Sheer animal cries of savagery came from those closest to Doc Savage. Tattered pieces of clothing floated up in the air, as if hurled there by a seething cauldron.