And where he lives - Ajatolla? - Jadozub with all possible benevolence has enquired.
I do not know.
And Erast this your Bonifatevich? - I do not know anything, - Vadim with melancholy has told.
JAdozub has again turned away to a window. "Your pose satisfies me". It, poganets, of course, at all does not remember
anything. For it it was then only small habitual pleasure - to quote, ostensibly to a place, the favourite classic and to pass to
the next affairs. Favourite its this foolish employment: to adapt for a case different citations. Foolish. To it after all even to a
head did not come then as it for me was important: the blockade archive, sixteen letters from Leningrad to Vologda and
back. Never it is more than anything similar to me came across. Also will not get now, probably, never...
All right, - he has told, having sustained thorough, weighty, as a cobble-stone, a pause. - I have understood you. I will think.
Yes think, make favour.
I will make. Favour - I will make. "Your pose satisfies me". So, apparently, at classics? It is delightful pale foolish ulybochka
was to it the answer. Now this fan of citations had that unfortunate expression of eyes what happens at dogs when they
celebrate the big need.
I do not understand, the truth that I here can make. All these your hints - nonsenses. So you a lip do not unroll... And this
your Intellectual, it that for a birdie such in the form of a small fish? - Yes anything especial. The professor. CHlenkor. The fair
person, quite decent.
I saw it on a TV set. A thoroughbred horse.
Yes. Certainly... At it, by the way, headquarters here, at you in the house, round the corner.
A-a... That I look, there herds of "Mercedes" always, as on a watering place... Listen, so in what has put? If it such at you
quite decent - naprjagis! Sit down, inflate and organise to it a corresponding rating.
Vadim has again smiled to the dog ulybochkoj (similar now in general on an agonal grin) and has answered nothing.
All right, - Jadozub has told. - At you all? Then go good luck.
Greetings mamane. It at you is for the present live, I believe? He has seen anger, both furiousness, and fury, and desire to
strike (a foot, in a groin, from a sock), but at all was not frightened - there was nobody it to be afraid here.
On the contrary, he has tested an acute pleasure, especially sharp that precisely already knew: anything it to do for this
asshole not begins, the finger about a finger will not strike, let receives the. Everything that is due to it on a life. Jedem das
seine.
When Vadim has left (with the powerless fury, with melancholy mortal, with rerotten horror before tomorrow), it has sat down
to table, has included a bright lamp and has moved up more close a folder with letters.
"Dear Nikolay Dimitrievich! I send warm greetings and I hasten to inform you that I am in the centre of a crater of
volcanic eruption. Here national illness so develops that threatens to block corpses the North Caucasus. Yours faithfully..."
The post card to Petrograd, is dated on February, 7th 1918, with jatjami also with erami, but unsigned. Really already clearly
to it has become, what such poslanitsa it is better not to sign? Hardly. But, judging by the text, prozorli - vyj the person and
not without humour... It is worthy known respect though for certain - a blue blood, haughty to drag of noble family
proishozhde - nija... Power Prosrali.
"To the mister to Director Kursov of Foremen of ground improvements for crippled soldiers. Dismissed at all from
military service ordinary 8го Sergey Nikolaevicha Chepovskogo's Shooting regiment, zhitelst. Time. Kabakly 927 beliefs.
Omsk zhel. dor. I have received from you the notice on the beginning of courses and the prospectus, the sent 21 deck. 917
years, I have received on February, 14th 918, I should be in Petrograd 20 fev that unfortunately I for such term could not be,
but in view of the endured moment in Russia, and trudnago almost possible journey on. d. I did not leave; but pokornejshe I
ask, if courses have not taken place, and in the future will be by all means to inform me the - temporarily, I will be. Sergey
Chepovskoj".