Vasiliy Ivanovich, flat close - Wait, - подняв hand, continued Valeriy. - For what, forgive, stand on tiptoe, exclaim and boast? No, this already not jargon! - He zasmeyalsya. - Why it is impossible normal voice, without "but" and "else"? Without epithet? Can be, you think that students is not evaluated some success, will not caught some mistake? Why all time exclamation points? - From! - Valeria was repulsed from back of the easy chair, пощелкал finger on cigarette, shaking ash. The Whole pose him(it), eye, rolling person expressed derisive and нестеснительное curiosity, and Nikita has felt the irritation to his(its) ангинному voice, to this his(its) self-confident manner to keep the cigarette on departure. And this unexpected "allow", pronounced Grekovym with indignation of the insulted person, who disrespectful затолкали in crowd someone else локтями, and these distorted on his(its) курточке "lightnings", and this горьковатый scent of the corduroy, and fluctuating, as proof, in his(its) finger notebook slip, askew исписанный violet ink, suddenly with cruel despair стиснули something in Droop. And with мелькнувшим by feeling of the awe from that that will presently do, he has spoken, being terrified that that speaks: - Me all time seems that ma has not died. Why-that I not quite her(its) understood, but she nothing do not speak me before death. The Litter, as on evening looked at me - sits, watches and keeps quiet. Then she was already больна. - Yes, I know, - has answered Aleksey. - Forgive, Hope Stepanovna. Nikita confronted the door, heeding to squeak of the springs, to her(its) breathing, and in weekness expected the possible fit of the pains, with which now fought the mother, and represented, as she lies there, in its room, on sofa, in encirclement of the book shelvings, towerring over broad writing-tables, on small piece of coal which turned white small исписанные slip, - here evening she always wrote the synopsises to its lecture. - So even, brother? - has ed Aleksey and back palm has patted Valeria on scheke. - You heard, fop? Gomo сапиенс, tsar of the nature... Mozheshi to learn beside geologist. And on that, as they for a long time, with bitter participation peered into his(its) side, he has thought that all these people, is numbed dined in long yesterday, old-fashioned table, were or his(its) relatives, or familiar his(its) full-grown - he all their saw for the first time. In medium of the supper master building professor Georgiy Lavrentievich Greek staccato and nervously coughed in palm, has ed, nor to to whom not обращаясь: "Yes, she was a manly woman", - and here and now excessive resolute gait, characteristic often people of the small growing, came out of table. - But for what, for what you have delivered their own rooms? - Further there... if beside you will be enough to boldness... Read further. Will Afterwards explain me, why he kept this, old fool. For me? For history? - No, this can not be, I not faith, do not want in this believe! - balk, with plea has spoken the Dyne and even has gusty ed on tiptoes, in some frenzy snuggled to nemu. - Alesha... There he... Beside us, - has ed she and was discharged, with awe looking over on window doma. - He came itself. He waits you hour. - Yes. retro - Our womans, to example, felt sorry even foamy german. Here is you. But ill, Nikitushka, must after all people to judge! А beside they come short on this ills. And can be, thank god? After some золотистая haze was in the sky on Vasilievsky, there melted blazed the window in washed away by sundown silhouette houses, flashed up the glass ate the visible tram on distant bridge, fine stick evenly and glass взмахивали long weighed the racing boat on Neva, and all workaday spoke of that that nothing do not change in city, but he heard for itself that laggard, that overtaking clatter heel, knew that all time from graveyard behind went Elya, but did not hail, did not stop him(it). But незнакомая apartment for door, seemed, was выжжена hot sun: was already full morning, but nobody did not knock, did not enter to him. And even so there, for door, someone pent-up and quietly presently moved in corridor, in whisper talked on telephone, and Nikita guessed that whispered, spoke of him, about deaths full-grown, and in bewilderment took a look at itself in mirror on sofa. "Uncomfortably. But if you mistaken? There is after all similar types of the people". So, Alesha, and have not spoken, know. А in Kislovodske has suddenly recalled: Ram! The Senior sergeant Ram, my commander of the branch! Much exasperating was, yes late!.. They sat in темноватом cabinet on the street floors of the old moscow building in Skatertnom lane. 14 retro - Possible, - with merry ядовитостью agreed Valeriy. - Allow, I shall you to quote. I after all your student... You do not take offence?