"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 156 - Seh-Pa-Poo" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

тАЬCarl Peterson meet you here.тАЭ

тАЬWhere?тАЭ

тАЬUp there.тАЭ The Indian pointed. тАЬThere's a cliff dwelling ruin up there.тАЭ



DOC SAVAGE alighted. He stretched, flexed his legs, for he was tired from the hours in the station
wagon. It was almost dark. In fact, it was dark, and rather unusually dark for the desert, too, because a
cloud bank had piled up in the west, shutting off the twilight. But there was enough light to see a few feet,
to make out the beginning of what was obviously going to be a tough footpath.

тАЬI got flashlight,тАЭ the Indian said.

The road where the station wagon had stopped seemed to be a narrow shelf, the trail surmounted a steep
mountain on the left; on the right, lost in the darkness somewhere was evidently a deep canyon in which a
stream ran, because he could hear the far-off mutter of water moving.

тАЬIs it far?тАЭ

тАЬNo.тАЭ

He followed the Indian, not very trustfully. His ears kept careful tab on the desert sounds. There were
too many of these. A harsh thermal wind, typical of the desert at nightfall, had sprung up and was rushing
at him, seizing his shirt and slapping it against his body, stirring his hair, making all sorts of inexplicable
sounds in the desert night.

The path was not as hard as he had expected. It had been used a great deal. The Indian did not use his
flashlight during the climb.

тАЬNarrow hole,тАЭ the Indian said suddenly.

They had reached the cliff dwelling. He used both hands in the darkness, felt the hard shapes of rocks
fitted together, either without mortar, or with a little mortar which the weather had removed during the
ages. The Indian passed through the opening. His flashlight glowed brightly inside. Then he called, тАЬMr.
Peterson! . . . Doc Savage is with me.тАЭ

There was no answer.

Doc Savage moved sidewise through the opening. It was not as narrow as he had thought.

тАЬMr. Peterson!тАЭ the Indian said loudly. He sounded frightened.

тАЬHe supposed to be here?тАЭ

тАЬDamn right!тАЭ

Backglow from the flashlight showed the Indian's coppery skin with a frightened shine, as if it had been