"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 173 - Once Over Lightly" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

She didn't ask me. I don't think she believed meтАФfor a while. But then she did, and she said again, тАЬI
was sitting down, wasn't I?тАЭ

We went to our suite, and I told her, тАЬTake a drink. You'll feel better.тАЭ But she just sat on the edge of a
chair, her fingers biting at things, breathing inward and outward deeply.

Later she took up the telephone and put in a call for Los Angeles, for the attorney mentioned in Uncle
Waldo's testament, an attorney named C. V. McBride. The call went through, and she told McBride
who she was, and that Waldo Loring was dead.

Attorney McBride's voice was deep, but staccato. I couldn't understand his words, but I could hear what
his voice sounded like. Like a large drum being thumped.

The lawyer's deep voice began pumping and Glacia only managed to insert words, fragments of
sentences. Things like: тАЬYes, Mr. McBride, I'm staying . . . But Mr. McBride . . . What is . . . This
morning . . . But . . . What is Keeper . . . Yes.тАЭ A тАЬNo,тАЭ and three more тАЬYesses" finished up the
conversation, and Glacia moved the telephone around in the air vaguely until it found the cradle.

There was confusion in her eyes as she told me, тАЬHe's coming at once. He's bringing Keeper.тАЭ

тАЬHe had quite a few words, didn't he?тАЭ

Glacia folded her hands and said, тАЬDamn him! He out-talked me!тАЭ This seemed to be a belated
conclusion that she had just reached, and was angry about.

тАЬI take it he didn't tell you what Keeper is.тАЭ
тАЬThat's right. He didn't.тАЭ

тАЬAnd you didn't tell him much either,тАЭ I reminded her dryly. тАЬYou left out several things, murder being
one of them.тАЭ

Glacia didn't say anything.

I asked, тАЬAre you going to keep secrets from everybody?тАЭ

тАЬYou're fired!тАЭ Glacia snapped.

I got up and left the room, and as I was closing the door, she called тАЬMote!тАЭ sharply. I didn't look back
nor go back. I closed the door behind me, hurried down the hall, took the stairs, and stopped in front of
Doc Savage's suite.

The furry and amiable Monk Mayfair opened the door at my knock.

тАЬAh, the beautiful buffalo hunter,тАЭ he said.

I pushed past him saying, тАЬYou've already demonstrated how funny you can be, so could we skip further
proof?тАЭ

тАЬHey, now! There's no call to beтАФтАЭ