"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 039 - The Seven Agate Devils" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth) THE SEVEN AGATE DEVILS
A Doc Savage Adventure by Kenneth Robeson This page copyright ┬й 2001 Blackmask Online. http://www.blackmask.com ? Chapter I. THE CAMPHOR WRAITH ? Chapter II. ACCIDENT CASE ? Chapter III. THE SECOND CORPSE ? Chapter IV. THE VAULT TRAP ? Chapter V. THE ROCK DEVIL ? Chapter VI. THE BALD-HEADED GIRL AGAIN ? Chapter VII. THE OMINOUS BEQUEST ? Chapter VIII. TURKEY-NECK ? Chapter IX. ONE MILLION ? Chapter X. CAMPHOR WRAITH UNMASKED ? Chapter XI. END AND BEGINNING ? Chapter XII. DEATH WARNING ? Chapter XIII. GRIM MANSION ? Chapter XIV. AGATE DEVIL AGAIN ? Chapter XV. DESTINATION UNKOWN ? Chapter XVI. THE DEVILтАЩS BREW Scanned and Proofed by Tom Stephens Chapter I. THE CAMPHOR WRAITH SOME ONE who made his living with words once said that drama is everywhere. Presumably, this was intended to mean that many persons contact adventure and fail to recognize it. This was undoubtedly the case at the Los Angeles airport on one particular Monday evening. There was something sinister underway. But no one was sharp-eyed enough to realize it. This was explained by the fact that the two men in the black coup├й were good actors. There was nothing furtive or suspicious about the manner in which the car drove into the parking lot, where hundreds of other machines were already stationed. The two did not leave their car immediately. They might have been just two more spectators. It was an inspiring scene over which their eyes roved. The airport administration building, around which the milling throng was most dense, was washed with brilliant light. Beacons cut great swaths through the darkness, and out on the field ground lights were rows of colored dots. Every available source of illumination at the airport appeared to have been tapped. Somewhere among the parked cars, a pint-size newsboy with a barrel-size voice was shouting: "World-girdling airship to touch Los Angeles! Read about it!" The two in the coup├й listened icily to the boyтАЩs shouting. |
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