"A. E. Merritt - Dwellers in the mirage" - читать интересную книгу автора (Merritt A. E)will make these people think it better to wipe you out. I know what I'm
talking about. Chief. I ask you to do this for my sake, if not for your own." "But they watch the camp--" he began to object. "They won't--after I've gone. Not for a little while at least. Everyone of them will be streaking away with me." I spoke with complete certainty, and Barr nodded acquiescence. "The King returns to his Kingdom," he said. "All his loyal subjects with him. He's in no danger--while he's with them. But--God, if I could only go with you, Leif! The Kraken! And the ancient legend of the South Seas told of the Great Octopus, dozing on and biding his time till he felt like destroying the world and all its life. And three miles up in the air the Black Octopus is cut into the cliffs of the Andes! Norsemen--and the South Sea Islanders--and the Andeans! And the same symbol--here!" "Please promise?" I asked Fairchild. "My life may depend on it." "It's like abandoning you. I don't like it!" "Chief, this crowd could wipe you out in a minute. Go back, and get the Mongols. The Tartars will help. They hate the Uighurs. I'll come back, will be at my heels. When I come, I want a wall to duck behind." "We'll go," he said. I went out of that tent, and over to my own. The odd-eyed Uighnr followed me. I took my rifle and an automatic, stuffed a toothbrush and a shaving-kit in my pocket, and turned to go. "Is there nothing else?" There was surprise in his Question. "If there is, I'll come back for it," I answered. "Not after you have--remembered," he said, enigmatically. Side by side we walked to the black stallion. I lifted myself to his back. The troop wheeled in behind us. Their spears a barrier between me and the camp, we galloped south. file:///F|/rah/A.Merrit/Merritt%20-%20Dwellers%20in%20the%20Mirage.txt (11 of 155) [1/15/03 4:51:35 PM] file:///F|/rah/A.Merrit/Merritt%20-%20Dwellers%20in%20the%20Mirage.txt |
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