- All right... - Ioganych has grinned gloomily and has pushed Alexey Petrovicham to an exit. - here have pressed... Comforters,
would draw you pobrali!.
- You do not take offence...
- Yes is not present, anything. Go.
- Good night.
- Still you doze, the friend charming? - Has sung in the morning of Dauge, pulling together with Bykova a blanket. - it is time,
the beauty, wake up! - do not disturb! - has muttered Bulls and has turned to a wall, it is sweet giving smacking kiss and
drawing in knees to a chin.
- Vechor - you remember? - The blizzard was angry... And already seven hours and in the bottom of you the car waits.
- Not... What? Ah, a devil! Dauge hardly has had time to stand aside. Bulls has jumped to a chair and has seized for clothes.
- pogodi, Alexey, and gymnastics? - To set aside! How is the weather? Dauge has lifted shtoru: - Amazing! A cloudlet. To you
carries, Alexey. But you also will fly from Ermakova! - For what? - Has enquired Bulls, clasping a shirt.
- For that you leave without gymnastics.
- Anything, let will fly. Well, I have run.
- Breakfast? - Then, then...
- Bitterns though milk with bread, the odd fellow! Ermakov will remove you from tests.
- And, lines...
In a dining room of Bulls has hasty swallowed a milk mug, has put in a pocket some black crackers and has rushed to an
exit.
- Happy journey! - Dauge, having put hands in pockets, has looked from a porch after the leaving car, has yawned and has
returned to the house.
To surprise of Bykova, occurrence of huge "Boy" on city streets has not caused in inhabitants of a particular interest.
Passers-by indifferently enough looked back at the conveyor, sometimes stopped to look narrowly attentively, - and only.
Apparently, technical novelties were not here a rarity. Bulls has stopped "Boy" before hotel and has gone to report on
Krajuhinu. In a corridor it has faced Ermakovym.
- Have arrived? Very well... - Grey steadfast eyes of the commander have attentively examined the engineer from top to toe. -
that you have broken a mode is bad.