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

his body had been despoiled of its ability to move.
Very slowly, as if it cost an infinite effort, John AcreТs eyelids dropped, then
lifted.
"Good," Doc said. "Now IТm going to ask you some questions. If the answer is
yes, blink once; if no, donТt blink."
Doc launched into his catechizing.
"You are John Acre, and you were kidnaped by Velvet and Biff?" he asked.
One agonizingly slow blink conveyed an answer in the affirmative.
"Did you manage to escape from them?"
One blink.
"Are Velvet and Biff holding the girl, Tip Galligan?" Doc questioned.
"Yes," John Acre conveyed.
"Do you know where they are holding her?"
"Yes," again.
"Will you guide us there?"
One blink.
"Is the hide-out north of here?" Doc asked.
The staring eyes remained fixed, conveying a negative.
"Is it south?"
John AcreТs lids did not move.
"Is it west?"
"Yes," transmitted the inert one.
Doc Savage addressed his men. "All right, brothers, away we go!"

WHILE the others carried John Acre to the high-speed elevator, Doc got a medical
case from his great laboratory. As near as he could tell, John Acre seemed to be
getting no worse. Whatever affliction the man had, it was unlike anything Doc
had ever experienced in other patients.
In the basement garage, all but Doc loaded into the large sedan. With Monk at
the wheel, the big machine moaned out into the street. It hurled westward
through deserted streets where snow scurried along like scooped sugar.
Doc rode outside on the running boardЧthis, despite the bitter cold. His mighty
bronze body seemed unaffected by the needling chill. No severity of weather was
great enough to keep him from riding outside, as he always did when danger
threatened.
The sedan neared the water-front section.
Inside the car, questions having to do with their route, were being shot at John
Acre in rapid succession. By blinking "yes" or "no" to queries as to whether
they should turn at a certain corner, he was guiding them.
Renny thrust his puritanical face from a window.
"The place weТre headed for seems to be a warehouse, Doc," he explained. "ItТs
not many blocks from where we keep our planes."
"Have you placed the location accurately enough so that you can find it without
John AcreТs help?" Doc asked.
"I believe so," Renny replied.
"Then weТll drop him at the airplane hangars," Doc decided. "WeТll leave Monk
and Ham there to guard him." Monk and Ham emitted a concerted squawk at this.
They did not like the idea of being left out of prospective action, and they
said so.
Doc pretended he didnТt hear their complaints, because of the rush of the