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

Queerly, too, Civan feared John Sunlight infinitely more than anyone else. John Sunlight saw to that. Terror was the rope that John Sunlight kept around men's necks.



The ice-breaker drifted, trapped in the arctic ice. They shot a seal now and then. But they slowly starved, too.



Women are supposed to be more hardy than men.



So the two giantesses, Titania and Giantia - these were their vaudeville names - did not waste away. Their great muscles retained the strength to open horseshoes and bend silver rubles double. Giantia and Titania - their other name was Jeeves. They were Americans. They were great women, very blond. They were amazing women. They were a little queer, maybe, because all their lives men had been scared of them. They were such amazons.



They had gone to Russia with a vaudeville act, and had been accused of dabbling in a bit of profitable spy work on the side. They were quite guilty, so the United States government looked the other way when they were sent to Siberia.



Titania and Giantia were afraid of John Sunlight. They had never been scared of any other man. But they did not worry about John Sunlight.



Fifi - they worried more about Fifi, Titania and Giantia did. Fifi was their little sister, their tiny, cute, exquisitely beautiful sister. Fifi had been left in New York. Fifi was such a nitwitted little sweetykins, and they were bothered all the time they were in Siberian exile about how she would get along in big wicked New York. And they were still worrying about it.



It did look, though, as if they had troubles enough of their own.



Two months more, and they had surrendered themselves to all being dead in another month. But they didn't die.



Because they saw the Strange Blue Dome.





THERE was a fog, a low fog no more than twenty feet deep, and they could stand on the ice-breaker upper deck and look out over it. So they first saw only the top of the Strange Blue Dome.



"Blue whale off the bow!" the lookout squalled weakly.