"068 (B023) - Fortress of Solitude (1938-10) - Lester Dent" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

"I do not see anything," he said.



John Sunlight gave a violent start - in spite of the fact that he rarely showed emotion. This was different. Insanity was the one thing he feared. Insanity - that would take away the incredible thing that was his mind.



He thought, for a horrible instant, that he was imagining all this; that no blue dome was there.



"You do not see a great blue dome?" John Sunlight asked tensely.



The Eskimo shook his head elaborately.



"I see nothing of the kind," he said.



John Sunlight took hold of his lip with teeth that were unnaturally huge and white, and gave him the aspect of a grinning skull when he showed them.



"What do you see?" he asked.



"Only snow," said the Eskimo calmly.



John Sunlight moved quickly then. He seized the Eskimo. The Eskimo was round and strong and well-fed, but he was no match for John Sunlight's mad strength.



John Sunlight hurled the Eskimo against the side of the blue dome. The Eskimo moaned and fell back to the snow, unconscious.



"That must have felt pretty hard, for something you couldn't see," John Sunlight snarled.