Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 11
AndIknewthefinger-tipsthatdisplacedhiswereDoctorJackson’s.AnditwasDoctorJackson’svoicethatsaid:
“Youdon’tknowhowtotakeaman’spulsefromtheneck.There—rightthere—putyourfingerswheremineare.D’yegetit?Ah,Ithoughtso.Heartweak,butsteadyasachronometer.”
“It’sonlytwenty-fourhours,”CaptainJamiesaid,“andhewasneverinlikeconditionbefore.”
“Puttingiton,that’swhathe’sdoing,andyoucanstackonthat,”AlHutchins,theheadtrusty,interjected.
“Idon’tknow,”CaptainJamieinsisted.“Whenaman’spulseisthatlowittakesanexperttofindit—”
“Aw,Iservedmyapprenticeshipinthejacket,”AlHutchinssneered.“AndI’vemadeyouunlaceme,Captain,whenyouthoughtIwascroaking,anditwasallIcoulddotokeepfromsnickeringinyourface.”
“Whatdoyouthink,Doc?”WardenAthertonasked.
“Itellyoutheheartactionissplendid,”wastheanswer.“Ofcourseitisweak.Thatisonlytobeexpected.ItellyouHutchinsisright.Themanisfeigning.”
Withhisthumbheturneduponeofmyeyelids,whereatIopenedmyothereyeandgazedupatthegroupbendingoverme.
