The Phantom Page #3

- How much does this newspaper cost?

- Two cents daily, five cents on Sunday.

No, all of it. The building,

the presses, the typewriters...

- Maybe I'll buy the whole damn thing.

- Not everything in life is for sale.

Of course it is, Dave!

And I'll tell you something else.

I usually get what I want.

Gentlemen, I have no axe to grind.

I'm only interested in the truth.

I've learnt something

from a source at the city library.

Drax has been extensively

researching esoteric volumes.

They are normally kept

under constant lock and key.

He's interested in something

connected with this symbol.

- What does it mean?

- He's on a quest.

For a supernatural power.

These are dangerous times. Dictators

are popping up all over the world.

Drax already has the desire

to become one himself.

- This will provide him with the means.

- That's nonsense.

I know it's hard to fathom,

but Drax believes in it.

This man must be taken seriously.

I've traced the origin of that symbol

to a place called the Bengalla Jungle.

This is a ticket for the Clipper.

You're not going there?

My plans were to leave tomorrow

and meet up with a Captain Horton.

But now... I don't know if I can turn

my back on Drax for that long.

- It's just a wild goose chase, anyway.

- That's right.

A far-off jungle's no place for you.

I agree. You need to stay here

and take care of things.

There you go, Dave.

Listen to your niece.

- Let me go for you.

- I don't know, Diana...

I want to go.

You were right, Mr Drax.

They know far too much.

All right, I'll be there...

- Hey!

- Call him back.

Thank you, sir.

It's Ray Zephro. Our little tootsie

is boarding the plane right now.

Say the word and

I'll drag her off by her hair.

Thanks, Ray, but I have

another way of dealing with this.

After all, I do have friends

in that part of the world.

I've got to go. Dr Fleming is here.

The librarian.

Dr Fleming!

Thanks so much for coming.

I don't mind. It's a nice day for a walk.

Yes, it certainly is. Please, sit down.

So, how can I help you?

You can reassure me that my research

at the library is strictly confidential.

- Of course it is!

- Really?. Are you sure?

Dave Palmer has been

poking his nose into my business.

You have nothing to worry about,

Mr Drax. Your privacy is protected.

All requests for access

to special collections come to me.

I'm the only one who sees them.

Well, good.

I feel a whole lot better now.

Thanks for coming.

Oh, one more thing, if you don't mind.

I'd like your professional opinion

on something under this microscope.

Sure.

Here, let me hold your glasses.

- I don't see a thing.

- Just turn the focus knob.

I guess you won't be

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