"027 (B020) - The Secret in the Sky (1935-05) - Lester Dent.XT" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

The tall man danced back as he spoke, seeming in no hurry to shoot. He waved his blue revolver, that Doc Savage might be sure to see it.



"Don't be a sucker!" the man suggested. "Behave yourself"



Doc Savage held his hands out even with his shoulders and came to a stop, but not until momentum had carried him to the center of the room.



Monk lumbered through the door. He stopped, looked closely at the blue gun as if it were some strange animal, then put up his stub-fingered hands.



'That's bein' sensible," said the tall man. "I can bust poker chips in the air with this here hogleg. Stunted, there, is a good shot, too, only he thought he knew more about that auto ride than the gent who made her."



"Stunted," the short man, was peering into the innards of his doctored rise.



"Aw-w," he mumbled. "I took too much tension off the spring.



Monk grunted, "What's the idea, you guys?"



"We like to look at dead people." the tall man said dryly. "We're strange that way." Doc Savage was standing with his toes almost against the bundle of clothing. The bundle was snug, being strapped around tightly with a belt.



Doc hooked a toe under the bundle and kicked with great force.





THE human nervous system is capable of registering impressions only so fast. The tall man undoubtedly knew the missile was coming, but could do nothing. When it hit him, he recoiled instinctively.



The next instant, he was flat on his face, held there by one foot which Doc Savage jammed down on his neck.