"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 088 - The Awful Egg" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

He got his hat and coat and was standing in the door when the receptionist came back.

He paid her salary up to dateтАФbut that was all.

"You attend to locking up the office, having the light, water and telephone shut off, and such things," he
ordered.
"What will I do with the key?" the girl inquired.

"Leave it with the building superintendent," Sam Harmony said, and departed.

THE receptionist stared after her boss, very, very puzzled. Then she busied herself with the task of
cleaning the suite before locking up and leaving the place.

The girl might have been nervous and excitable, but she was no knothead. She was curious about those
prescriptions which Sam Harmony had mailed. Her curiosity sprang from one very good reasonтАФshe
had never heard of the boss having patients with the names she had read on the envelopes.

Picking up the prescription pad, the girl held it so that the light fell across it in just the correct fashion to
make pencil indentations stand out so that they were readable.

She read the message which Sam Harmony had written. She was thoughtful for a moment.

"A prescription, all right," she remarked. "But not the kind he was trying to make me think."

Which was a logical statement.

It was also logical that the girl should find the gash in the desk top which the pen had made when Sam
Harmony struck with it, dagger fashion, at the news photographтАФIt was a matter of less than a minute
until she was looking at the newspaper picture itself.

The caption below the picture said:

MYSTERY MAN CAUGHT BY

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Doc Savage, rarely-photographed man of mystery, was caught by the camera today as he met Edward
Ellston Parks, the mysterious international archaeologist as the latter landed from the S. S. Vancanic,
which docked in the Hudson this morning.

The girl noted that the pen had been driven directly through the photographic chest of the man named
Doc Savage. She sat there looking at Doc Savage. She rather approved of him. In fact, he was a very
good-looking guy, and if he rated his picture in the newspaper in such a fashion, he must be an important
fellow. Important fellows were usually rich. The feminine guile was at work.

The girl had a boy friend named Clarence, but called HickeyтАФHickey Older. She picked up the phone
and gave him a buzz.

"This is Nancy," she said.