"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 017 - Thousand-Headed Man" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

cleverly pumped for information.

"Did you ever hear of the Yankee they call the Man of Mystery?"

"Nope."

"No? He is a giant of a chap, a tremendous fellow. They say no living man has greater muscular
strength."

"Never heard of 'im."

"They call him the Man of Bronze! That help your memory?"

"Nope."

The journalist took a full breath and began to spread enlightenment.

"Listen, old chap, this bronze man is known as one of the greatest surgeons. As a chemist, he has made
discoveries that your children will some day read about. The bronze man is rated a wizard in the field of
electricity. Furthermore, he - "

The thin man in the coveralls put a bony finger against the scribe's chest. "How many blokes are you
tellin' me about?"

"One."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"I think you're joshin'."

Disgustedly, the scribe stuffed hands in the pockets of his Landon wrap.

"A few weeks ago," be said, "there was a revolution in the Balkan kingdom of Calbia. This Yankee put a
stop to it. He's now on his way back to America. We expect his plane any minute."

The pseudo mechanic's eyes roved over the surrounding crowd. The fellow was a good actor. No twitch
of his features betrayed that he had been shot at a few moments before, or that he was now in fear of
another bullet.

"What's this bronze man's business?" he asked.

The journalist shrugged. "He's a remarkable character. Goes about the world aiding chaps who need
help."

"Charges plenty for that, eh?"

"On the contrary, he does not accept fees. The bronze chap is deuced wealthy, according to reports."