NO LIGHT TO DIE BY by Kenneth Robeson

Author:Kenneth Robeson [Robeson, Kenneth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2011-04-26T23:22:12+00:00

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there was great devilment afoot. Would being pulled. It was cold, and the cold took Spatny help him? In memory of old time hold of my nose and cheeks like somebody’s spent dodging Nazis, Spatny would. The mid-fingers. I thought that an estate like this night appointment was made, Spatny had should have servants enough around to keep kept it, and here he was—Gross naturally the sidewalks shoveled of snow.

hadn’t shown.

Savage said: “Here, Sammy. Better put That was what he had to tell us.

this on.” He was offering me a kind of a jacket; I took it and it was a lot heavier than a jacket should be, but not as heavy as I DOC SAVAGE chiseled on him for thought it should be when I found out what it more details. Savage asked: “What about was.

Miss Fenisong? You said she was related to “What’s this?” I asked.

Gross—his niece? Was that straight?”

“Bulletproof vest.”

He confessed he’d made that up. He

“Wait a minute,” I said. “Does anybody didn’t have the speck of an idea who Miss mind if I just start back to Kansas City?”

Fenisong was. “I didn’t know who you were, “Put it on,” Savage said, and leaned a and I was pretending to be the gatekeeper,”

finger against a button. We could hear a set he explained.

of chimes clanging, and no other sound for a “What about that chromospheric erup-while, and then a voice said loudly—and too tion tonight?” Savage demanded.

friendly—a greeting.

The old giant merely hung his mouth “Come in, fellows,” the voice said. “I’m open.

glad you got here.”

I said: “And a black scare-baby in the Savage looked at Monk. Monk looked street. Don’t forget that one.”

at Savage. There was a certain amount of No pay.

coöperation in the way their eyebrows went Savage asked him how he’d like to up, then down, questioningly.

help us pay a visit to the estate. He said he’d “Ham Brooks?” I asked.

like it fine, and wanted to know exactly how “His voice, anyway,” Monk said.

Albert Gross had died. Savage told him “What’s the matter?”

about it without really telling him anything—“Too friendly,” Monk said. “Watch.” He just that Gross had been found dead of little lifted his voice and called, “Ham, this is holes following some strange doings at a Monk.”

banquet for scientists. Meantime, Monk got “Well, come in, old pal, old pal,” said out and found the large iron gates were the deep oratorical voice. “Don’t stand out locked.

there in the cold, old friend.”

The gate-lock didn’t stump Savage Monk shook his head. “Something’s long. He picked it. He also found an alarm on wrong. Normally he’d invite me to freeze to it, and short-circuited the wiring so the thing death.”

wouldn’t do us any dirt. We drove up a lane We went in anyway.

that could have been the Pennsylvania Turn-pike, and came to the mansion, the greenhouse, the stables, a garage, servants’ quar-HE was a man I had seen at the ban-ters, tool houses, guest cottage and a few quet, and not remembered as well as I other buildings.

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