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

was evidently boyish-bobbed. It bulged hardly at all under a plain gold-colored
helmet. Her small feet were shod in golden-hued slippers. The whole was a
wonderful evening ensemble. The effect was amazing.
Her face had an entrancing beauty which seemed to fit in perfectly with her
exotic evening attire.
Monk drew in the breath which his sigh had expelled. He seemed to realize for
the first time that the astounding young woman held a gun. It was a big, blue
.45-caliber army automatic.
From the gun, Monk looked to the girl’s clinging gown. The exotic golden garment
exposed just about every ravishing curve. She carried a costly looking fur
evening wrap over her left arm.
No doubt she had entered the Midas Club with the gun concealed under the wrap.
"You gentlemen," said the girl, "will put your hands up."
Her voice was like the ringing of a small bell in the distance. It was pleasant
to hear.
"Are you sure you’re not in the wrong pew?" Ham asked her. "We never saw you
before."
The young woman in the stunning, golden evening gown did not answer. She was
eyeing Doc.
She seemed fascinated by him. That was understandable. Men, when they saw the
astounding physique of the bronze giant, noticed only that. Women, however, were
apt to observe that Doc was extremely handsome.
The girl in gold was discovering the latter fact.
A minute passed, then another. The striking young woman was still staring at
Doc.
Doc Savage slowly lifted an arm. He leveled it, rigid as a metal bar, at the
young woman’s pert nose. The arm remained fixed, unmoving, pointing.
Monk and Ham exchanged glances in a knowing way. They had been associated with
Doc Savage long enough to become acquainted with some of the many arts which the
bronze man commanded. They knew he was a master of hypnotism, so they understood
what Doc’s arm-leveling gesture meant.
Doc was hypnotizing the girl in gold.
For the most successful functioning of hypnotism, it is necessary that the
subject’s attention be fixed on something. It is also very difficult to
hypnotize an unwilling patient.
The young woman suddenly awakened to what Doc was doing. She wrenched her eyes
from the bronze man’s strange golden orbs, and sprang backward. She slapped
herself violently in the face.
Monk started forward with the idea of seizing her gun while she was occupied
with breaking Doc’s spell. But the girl jabbed her weapon at him.
"You come a step closer, and I’ll blow a hole in that ugly face!" she declared.
"Go ahead," the sharp-tongued Ham invited her. "Any thing, even a hole, would be
an improvement over the face as it is."
Monk ignored the insult.
"Where have you taken John Acre?" demanded the girl. Monk and Ham started
slightly.
"Don’t ask me," Ham ejaculated.
"Huh?" Monk grunted.
"It seems the young lady is in the right pew after all," Doc offered.
The beauty in gold eyed them coldly over the gun.