Caves of Terror by Talbot Mundy Page 1 of 162
CHAPTER I. The Gray Mahatma
CHAPTER II. The Palace of Yasmini
CHAPTER III. Fear is Death
CHAPTER IV. The Pool of Terrors
CHAPTER V. Far Cities
CHAPTER VI. The Fire Bathers
CHAPTER VII. Magic
CHAPTER VIII. The River of Death
CHAPTER IX. The Earthquake Elephant
CHAPTER X. A Date With Doom
CHAPTER XI. "Kill! Kill!"
CHAPTER XII. The Cave of Bones
CAVES OF TERROR
THE GRAY MAHATMA
Meldrum Strange has "a way" with him. You need all your tact to get him past the quarreling point; but once that point is left behind there isn't a finer business boss in the universe. He likes to put his ringer on a desk-bell and feel somebody jump in Tibet or Wei-hei-wei or Honolulu. That's Meldrum Strange.
When he sent me from San Francisco, where I was enjoying a vacation, to New York, where he was enjoying business, I took the first train.
"You've been a long time on the way," he remarked, as I walked into his office twenty minutes after the Chicago flyer reached Grand Central Station. "Look at this!" he growled, shoving into my hand a clipping from a Western newspaper.