"143 (B094) - Violent Night (The Hate Genius) (1945-01) - Lester Dent" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

If only she hadn't come to Lisbon. Her presence here horrified him, because he knew the extent of the danger.



He was half tempted to tell her what she was getting into, just for the satisfaction of scaring the devil out of her. He smothered the impulse, because it would do no good. It would scare Pat stiff, but she would string along with the thing because of that crazy yen she had for dangerous excitement



"I'm going to fool you," he told her. "I'm going to let you in on our little party without an argument."



She looked at him suspiciously. "Don't you feel all right?" she asked. 'I mean, this doesn't sound like you."



"Would you go back to New York if I asked you to?" he demanded.



"I would not!"



"All right, I won't argue," he said. "I just give up. Stay if you want to."



She stared at him intently, trying to read him.



"You're scared," she decided. "Doc, you're scared. This is, I think, the first time I ever saw you plain out and out funked. You're just so plain darn terrified that you don't feel like arguing with me."



He nodded and said heavily, "That's right."



He could tell that she was shocked, that she was beginning to get scared herself.



"Why are we in Lisbon?" she demanded. "What is this, anyhow?"