"E. C. Tubb - Dumarest 15 - Spectrum of a Forgotten Sun" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tubb E. C)

nodded, thoughtfully. "You are a philosopher, Earl. And I will admit
that, even to a woman, the pressure of danger is accompanied by the
desire to be loved. A risk taken, life and wealth won and thenтАФ" Her
hand closed on his fingers. "The need, Earl. The overwhelming need to be
taken and to share in the euphoria of love. And you, after you have fought
in the arena, do you feel the same?"

"The arena?"

"You're a fighter. Don't bother to deny it. I've seen them before. Men
who set their lives against their skill with a blade, who fight, hurt, kill
and risk being killed for the pleasure of those who watch. And
afterwards, Earl, when it's over and you walk victorious from the ring,
what then?"

A table stood to one side, away from the entertainment and so
unoccupied. Dumarest led the way towards it, sat, ordered wine, and
looked at Dephine as a serving girl set it down.

"I have no money."

"Here." She flung coins at the girl, and as she left, said, "You haven't
answered my question, Earl."

"There are more important ones. Now what is this about robbing a
world?"

"An exaggeration," she admitted. "Even though the prospect is a
tempting one I must admit it is impracticable. But what I propose is not.
The time is ripe, the situation ideal, circumstances ensuring our success.
Soldiers are everywhere and the normal police have restricted authority.
In a day or so the situation will have changed which is why we must act
quickly."
 "We?"

She ignored the question. "A ship is on the field with clearance from
the military to leave at will. A cargo is waiting and all that remains is for
it to be placed aboard. Everything has been arranged and the whole
thing should go without a hitch. A neat plan, Earl, there won't even be
suspicion. It's simply a matter of moving goods from one place to
another; from a warehouse to a ship."

"And?"

She frowned. "What do you mean, Earl? That's all there is to it. We
load up and are away."

"To where?"

"Does it matter?" Her eyes were mocking. "Away from