"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 173 - Once Over Lightly" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

тАЬYou'd think,тАЭ said Glacia, тАЬthat if he wanted a vacation, he would go where no one knew him . . . Still,
that place would be hard to find, I guess.тАЭ

At this point the magnet for all the gaping interest appeared. He was a bronze man with flake gold
eyesтАФthat description sounds a good deal more casual than it should sound, probably. But that was all
he meant to me at the time. A bronze man with flake gold eyes. I did notice that when he passed near
another person or a piece of furniture to which his proportions could be compared, there was the rather
odd illusion that he became a giant. Not quite seven feet tall, but almost. Otherwise he was just an
athletic-looking bronze man with gold eyes. Striking. But nothing to fall over on your face about.

Not until he had passed through the lobby and was gone did it seem permissible to resume breathing.

тАЬWell, well, quite an effect,тАЭ I told Glacia. тАЬWho might he be?тАЭ

тАЬDon't you know?тАЭ

тАЬShould I?тАЭ
Glacia looked at me as if she considered me thoroughly stupid. тАЬYou mean to tell me . . .?тАЭ She shook
her head wonderingly.

тАЬHas my education been neglected?тАЭ

тАЬYou evidently forgot to put on your brains this morning,тАЭ Glacia said. She seemed genuinely disgusted.
тАЬThat was Doc Savage.тАЭ

тАЬSo?тАЭ

Glacia's eyes popped a trifle. тАЬI honest-to-God believe you've never heard of him.тАЭ

тАЬAm I supposed to have?тАЭ

Glacia said she could cry out loud, said a couple of other things not complimentary, and added, тАЬYou
must be ribbing me, dear.тАЭ

тАЬJust be nice for a change and tell me who he is?тАЭ

тАЬDoc Savage, the Man of Bronze, the righter of wrongs and the nemesis of evildoers.тАЭ

The way Glacia said it was odd, and I looked at her. She had put considerable feeling into it, not as if she
was irked at my not knowing who this fellow was, but as if it was a personal matter with herтАФas if
Savage himself was a personal matter.

тАЬOh, a detective,тАЭ I said.

Glacia said, тАЬNot so you would notice,тАЭ without bothering to shake her head.

тАЬG-man, then?тАЭ

But Glacia shook her head and said, тАЬSkip it, baby.тАЭ And the rest of the afternoon she was rather sober.