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

If it had not been for the Eskimos staying so fat, he might never have succeeded.





ONE night an Eskimo crawled out of an igloo and faded away in the darkness. It was not really dark all the time, this being the six-month arctic night, but they called it night anyway, because it was the time when they slept.



The Eskimos had been making a fool of John Sunlight.



He had watched them days and days. They were eating; they must get food somewhere. He had not seen them get it, and the reason was simple - a long robe of white arctic rabbit. When an Eskimo crawled away, the white rabbit robe made him unnoticeable against the snow.



This time, the Eskimo accidentally got a brown hand out of the robe.



John Sunlight followed the Eskimo.



He watched the Eskimo go to the Strange Blue Dome, stand close beside it; saw a great portal swing open in the dome and watched the Eskimo step inside, to come out later with an armload of something. The blue portal closed behind the Eskimo.



John Sunlight caught the Eskimo, clubbed him senseless. The stuff the Eskimo was carrying looked like sassafras bark - food. Compressed, dehydrated food, no doubt of that. But strange food, such as John Sunlight had never heard of upon this earth.



John Sunlight stood thinking for a long time. He took the Eskimo's white rabbit-skin robe. He put it on. He stood against the blue dome where the Eskimo had stood.



And the portal opened.



John Sunlight walked into the mysterious Blue Dome.



It was now almost too late for Doc Savage, even had he known of John Sunlight, to prevent what was written on the pages of the book of fate.