epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"Hand grenades! Run!" the thrower bellowed, helping out the deceit. Half a dozen men in high-heeled boots and sombreros were suddenly upon Monk, Ham, Lochaber and Elma Champion. Monk, about ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

Ham took up the story as if it were a large sack of filth. "We overheard the two men and the girl talking, and found out that Johnny Littlejohn is ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

Renny saw them and yelled, "You two been watching the place?" Monk and Ham admitted this. "Then which way'd they go?" Renny shouted. "Who?" "Everybody." "What the dickens happened?" Monk ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"Fake, probably. Dead herring." "The term," Ham said, "is red herring, not dead herring." "Pardon me," said Monk, "but I happened to be looking at you while I was talking. ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"Holy cow!" Renny exploded. "That's the same station wagon that passed us on that road where Hubert Brackenridge's car went into the ditch." Hicky exclaimed, "There's something strange about that!" ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson]

He had seen carbon-dioxide death cases. Their post-mortem appearance was one of swollen faces and purplish coloration. The limbs frequently rigid. More rarely, the countenances were calm and pale after ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"How does a smoke digester purify the air?" "I'm no chemist!" Renny grunted. "But it takes the impurities out of the air, and puts back oxygen, or something. Works with ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"Ah--ah--hello!" the ambassador said tentatively. A voice disguised as if the speaker were holding something between his teeth started speaking. The owner did not waste time, but said; "Some months ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

The piece of stone was small. The sledge undoubtedly was heavy. The sledge crashed down. The man grunted. The sledge did not break, but neither did the small piece of ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

In order to get behind the fire it was necessary to board the plane, the ship in turn taxiing a few hundred feet out to sea, clear of flying sparks, ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

The air was oppressive. It had the musty tang of a cellar. Obnoxious to breathe at first, it was not unpleasant after a time. The moonlight was brilliant, almost unnaturally ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

The homely Monk offered in a dry tone: "Old Bonepicker seems to be sort of a Jekyll and Hyde guy. He kept that miser's office and bedroom outside to impress ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"How many?" Monk demanded. "Ten or fifteen thousand men, I should judge. Man, they've got some up-to-date war machinery!" A green hut which resembled a treetop spurted flame--and an anti-aircraft ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

"I've got it! The attackers came in a dirigible--an airship. One of those things, a blimp, for instance, could sink down without using its engines." "And what would it have ...

epub, mobi | | 2010-06-01 | Author:Robeson, Kenneth [Kenneth, Robeson,]

One man was a jail flunky. He held an automatic. An empty cartridge glittered on the floor, and the place reeked of cordite. The second man was a twisted pile. ...