"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 023 - The Mystic Mullah" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth) THE MYSTIC MULLAH
A Doc Savage Adventure by Kenneth Robeson This page copyright ┬й 2003 Blackmask Online. http://www.blackmask.com ? Chapter I. THE BROKEN NECK ? Chapter II. THE FIRE-FACED MAN ? Chapter III. THE MYSTIC MULLAH TALKS ? Chapter IV. THE BRONZE SHADOW ? Chapter V. AFTER MONK YELLED ? Chapter VI. THE RESCUED MAN ? Chapter VII. THE WHITE-BROWN MEN ? Chapter VIII. THE WISE GUY ? Chapter IX. TROUBLE CLUB ? Chapter X. TWO MEN IN CANVAS ? Chapter XI. HORROR IN GREEN ? Chapter XII. ASIATIC EXODUS ? Chapter XIII. THE SECRET SERVICE MAN ? Chapter XIV. THE HUMAN SPIDER ? Chapter XV. SINISTER CONFERENCE ? Chapter XVI. SURPRISES ? Chapter XVII. CLUE OF THUNDER AND SANDALWOOD ? Chapter XVIII. THE GREEN FACE IT was a drizzling gray evening full of moaning ghosts. The rain came down in occasional flurries, but most of the time it remained suspended in the air as mist that the newspapers next day were to call тАЬthe thickest fog within memory.тАЭ Harbor traffic was almost at a standstill, and only those boat captains who were foolhardy, or those pressed by absolute necessity, were abroad. The foghorns of the boats were the moaning ghosts. One ghost was especially persistent. It had the particular strident voice peculiar to tugboat whistles, and it came up through the Narrows from the open sea at a clip that put cold chills on the spines of boatmen who knew how thick that fog was. There was something scared, something imperative, and maybe something a bit mad about the tooting of that tugboat. A coast guard cutter became interested and nosed over to investigate. Coast guardsmen will go out in anything. The cutter skipper nosed in close, saw that the tug was the Whale of Gotham, and that there was a picture of a spouting whale painted on the bows. Then, after the manner of coast guard skippers with tugboat captains, the cutter commandant swore a blue streak. тАЬWhat's the idea of tearing in here like an express train?тАЭ he finished. The tugboat master swore back. He would have been very polite to another tugboat captain, but a coast guard skipper was fair game. тАЬSheer off!тАЭ he yelled. тАЬI've got a man aboard, who's been hurt! We're rushing him to a hospital. He's dying!тАЭ |
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