"012 (B043) - The Man Who Shook The Earth (1934-02) - Lester Dent (b)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

Tom and Renny question the girl in gold, since the microphone also concealed in
the sedan worked in conjunction with the televisor.
Monk and Ham were almost dancing in impatience. Their eyes sought the door.
"What are we waiting on?" Ham demanded.
Fully a minute elapsed before Doc shut off the apparatus, however. He had waited
in hope of garnering further threats of information. He saw that nothing more
would be forthcoming.
The room which held the television receiver was a vast one. In it stood scores
of stands laden with scientific apparatus. There were machines as ponderous as
trucks, but with mechanisms as fine as those of a watch. This was Doc SavageТs
experimental laboratory.
Scientists had come from foreign countries for the sole purpose of seeing this
laboratory. They went away, saying it was the most complete on earth.
Doc, however, knew otherwise. There was another laboratory even more perfect.
Doc Savage alone knew its whereabouts.
The laboratory was at a remote spot in the arctic regionsЧat a place which Doc
called his Fortress of Solitude.
At intervals, Doc Savage became mysteriously lost to the world. During such
periods no one could find him or get in touch with himЧnot even his five aids.
At these times Doc Savage repaired to his Fortress of Solitude. There he
concentrated on study and experiment. The existence of this Fortress of
Solitude, with its highly developed equipment, was to a great degree responsible
for Doc SavageТs remarkable mental powers.
Next to the skyscraper laboratory was a vast library. It contained thousands of
bulky scientific tomes. Doc and his men crossed it swiftly, went out into the
corridor, and took the superspeed elevator downward.
Doc used the roadster for their journey.

DOC did not raise the roadster top. He seemed impervious to the bitter nip of
the blizzard as he raced the car northward.
Monk and Ham sat beside the bronze man and shivered. They had donned overcoats.
They turned the collars up around their ears. Their teeth clicked like a Spanish
dancerТs castanets.
They did not suggest that Doc put up the roadster top. They knew why it was
down. Doc preferred it thus, that he might more readily detect any danger which
threatened. When using taxicabs, Doc usually rode the running board for the same
reason that he was now keeping the roadster top down.
Between shivers, Monk and Ham wondered how Doc was going to locate Renny and
Long Tom. Ordinarily, the television apparatus would have shown such landmarks
as the sedan had passed. But the blizzard had hidden the marks.
Doc solved the problem in simple fashion.
The tiny television transmitter in the sedan was still operating. From a
compartment in the rear of the roadster, Doc produced a directional radio
receiver. By manipulating the loop aыrial of this, it was possible to get a line
on the whereabouts of the sedan.
"You take the radio bearings," Doc directed Ham.
"ItТs almost due north and south," Ham reported.
"That means the car is to the north," Doc decided. "A line to the south would
run into the ocean. The girl told him to drive toward Westchester, anyway."
The roadster made only a great sucking sound as it whirled through the night.