"Edmond Hamilton - Captain Future 13 - The Face of the Deep" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hamilton Edmond)

Curt Newton objected. "You've been in the
Secret Service section of the Patrol. That's different
from guarding a lot of hellions on a prison ship."
His lean, space-bronzed face was sober with
anxiety, and his clear gray eyes had a worried frown
in them as he expostulated with the girl.
He did not often worry about danger, this
brilliant adventurer and scientific wizard whom the
whole System knew as Captain Future. To him and
his three comrades, the famous Futuremen, danger
wore a familiar face. They had met it countless
times in their star-roving quests to far worlds, in
their ceaseless crusade against the master-criminals
of the System.
UT danger to himself was to Curt a very
different thing than a danger that
threatened this girl he loved. That was why the tall,
redheaded planeteer bent toward her in a final
earnest appeal.
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"I've got a premonition about this voyage, Joan.
A hunch, you can call it. I don't want you to go."
Her brown eyes laughed up at him. "You're
getting jumpy as a Saturnian shadow-cat, Curt.
There's no danger. Our criminals will be tightly
locked up until we reach Cerberus."
There came a startling interruption. It was the
sudden shrieking of one of the convicts who were
being marched into the ship.
He was a middle-aged Earthman, with a mass of
iron-gray hair falling disorderedly about his
haggard white face and terror-dilated eyes.
"You're taking me to death!" he was screaming
wildly, struggling with the uniformed guards.
"There's death on that ship!"
There was something peculiarly disturbing about
the wild face and crazy screams. But the alert
Planet Patrol officers guarding the line of shuffling
convicts quickly hurried the struggling prisoner
aboard.
Joan Randall's fine eyes had pity in them. "That's
Rollinger -- you remember, Doctor John Rollinger
of American University."
Captain Future nodded thoughtfully. "The
biophysicist who killed his colleague last month? I
thought his attorneys pleaded insanity?"
"They did," the girl answered. "They claimed
Rollinger's mind was wrecked by an
encephalographic experiment he carried too far. But
the prosecution claimed he was shamming. He got