Summary

Norvell Page Wings of the Black Death — The Voice on the Wire (1933)

The girl swung back her pajama-clad legs to the floor and strode nervously to a small table. She picked up a cigarette and ignited it. A moment later she tossed it away and moved restively about the room, changing the position of a picture, picking up a hair pin from the floor, doing a dozen things without thought.
For she knew that Richard Wentworth never before had crossed blades with so dangerous an antagonist as the Black Death.
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Norvell Page Wings of the Black Death — The Voice on the Wire (1933)

I'm going to drive Dick's roadster uptown to the spot where they want me to meet this man. I want you to get in a taxi with Apollo and follow me.”
“When I meet someone, just let Apollo out. That is all. But in God's name, whatever happens, don't call the police.”
Jenkyns smiled wanly. “Aye, I can do that, Miss Nita,” he said. “But I hate to think of you putting yourself in the hands of that awful man.”
Nita's hand strayed to her gun, and her sweet mouth compressed, became a straight line that was very much like the Spider's own when he battled against odds.
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