beacon to
The beacon to elsewhere
作者：Schmitz, James H., 1911-1981; Finlay, Virgil, 1914-1971 [Illustrator]
体例：题 章数：40
字数：116,319 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 40 题- The BEACON to ELSEWHERE
- Complete Novel by JAMES H. SCHMITZ
- Illustrated by FINLAY
- Fry hesitated, said, "There's something very odd about this, Howard...."
- Fry grunted. "Do you have any definite suspects?"
- Camhorn nodded. "Naturally."
- Camhorn nodded. "I am. Any other rumors?"
- Fry shrugged. "I suppose so."
- Gus Fry grinned sourly. "Perhaps they're right."
- Fry cleared his throat. "Just tell me one more thing, Howard."
- A few seconds later, Fry said, "All right. You're off the record."
- He cleared his throat. "I don't think I'm hurt. Anyway, not much."
- The girl swallowed nervously, staring at him. "The power's off."
- She shook her head. "I don't know. Do you have a medical kit with you?"
- She hesitated. "This morning."
- Jill looked startled. "Why, yes."
- She said faintly, "What's happened to him?"
- Jill Trelawney bit her lip. "The building I showed you."
- He nodded. "That might account for Miguel."
- Jill's face paled slightly. "Yes. I've been thinking of that."
- She nodded. "I know. I don't have any explanation for it."
- Jill nodded. "That's very probably true."
- Her cheeks flushed. "No. You'd be despicable, of course."
- She said, "Not before morning."
- She shrugged. "Before noon. The hour wasn't specified."
- Her eyes studied him coldly. "Perhaps one thing...."
- Trelawney grunted. Dowland went on, "Why are you hiding out?"
- Trelawney regarded him quizzically, shook his head. "Not a thing."
- Dowland nodded. "Clear enough."
- What was the man waiting for? Dowland asked, "What actually happened?"
- Dowland glanced across the building. "The walls...."
- He caught her shoulder. "Come on! We've got to get away from here."
- She gasped, "It--_tore_ him apart!"
- The short man smiled. "But you don't think it was that?"
- Camhorn nodded. "That is quite true."
- Camhorn nodded. "That was reported."
- Camhorn leaned forward. "Go ahead."
- White grunted. "Of course, he was--as he saw it."
- Camhorn nodded. "It is."
- THE END