"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 120 - Waves of Death" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

тАЬThat's fine,тАЭ Monk told him. тАЬNow we understand you. See how we smile?тАЭ Monk smiled for him.
тАЬNow what the hell was it you said the first time?тАЭ

Johnny was patient.

тАЬI said,тАЭ he explained, тАЬthat it is a large body of very shallow water.тАЭ

тАЬWhat is?тАЭ

тАЬNahma, Michigan, is located on Bay de Noc, which is a shallow arm of Green Bay, which in turn is
attached to Lake Michigan.тАЭ
тАЬSo what?тАЭ

тАЬA most unlikely spot for a tidal wave.тАЭ

тАЬThat's why we're heading up here,тАЭ Monk reminded him. тАЬIt was an unlikely tidal wave in the first
place.тАЭ

Disgusted, Johnny said, тАЬGo back to your fighting.тАЭ He returned to his seat.

Before they resumed their quarreling, which was what they did with their spare time, Monk and Ham
held a consultation about where they would land. According, to their chart there was a landing field near
Nahma, only a mile or so from the little town.

тАЬMaybe it's not used much, though,тАЭ Monk said. тАЬWe'd better check by radio and see.тАЭ

There was no radio station at Nahma, so they had to contact the nearest government airways station,
which in turn telephoned long-distance to Nahma, and obtained the information that the airport was
usable. This data was relayed to the plane by radio.

тАЬWe're all set,тАЭ Monk said.



THEY flew directly across Lake Michigan from Charlevoix and picked up the small islands at the mouth
of Green Bay, Summer Island and St. Martin Island. Because Johnny wanted to look over the district
from the air they flew south past Chambers Island in Green Bay, almost to Menominee, then turned north
again. By now it was getting dark. There were a few clouds, low on the western horizon where they were
packed in rolls against the setting sun.

тАЬThe Nahma airport isn't lighted,тАЭ Ham reminded Monk.

тАЬThat'll be all right,тАЭ Monk said. тАЬWe've got plenty of lights on the ship.тАЭ

They picked up the airport, locating it by the smudge from the chimneys of the big sawmill in Nahma.
Monk sent the ship down and set the flaps.

тАЬAren't you going to drag the field first?тАЭ Ham asked.