- What help? - The general has perfectly understood, about what help its Owner asks, and was frankly swept up, without
finding the ready answer and without knowing what to tell.
- Promised an armored troop-carrier to send towards. Ah-jaj-jaj, it is good that the world all has managed...
- Yes... Beteer... Certainly. But imagine...
- Distsiplinka, - has given a vote suddenly dlinnolitsyj the doctor and has stared at the Owner yellow round eyes of a cat.
Such pomojnogo unpredictable koshkana, - the fighter and the thief.
- Here is how? - The Owner has politely told to it.
- Distsiplinka at us to hell here, mister Krasnogorov. What here beteery. vodogrei work, and on those thanks.
The owner has considered necessary attentively to look at it and has proclaimed (from Kuzma Ivanycha's inexhaustible
repertoire): - "the Battalion commander on foot does not go - a beret with itself beteer or zampoteha".
- That's it, - with readiness has confirmed pomojnyj koshkan, anything, apparently, without having understood, and general
Malnych has hasty offered: "Here, I ask you" and has stretched a white, well-cared hand towards the door which have
driven off sideways of the lift, and silent Vanechka in general has told nothing, but imperceptible movement has slipped
between them all and it has appeared in the unfamiliar and closed premise the first.
In the lift smelt any more as hospital, and barracks. Boots. Gun oil. A cloth hopelessness of a general compulsory military
All were silent. He struggled with pulled hard suddenly klaustrofobiej and through prizhmurennye eyelids watched the general.
In effect, it was absolutely to it not familiar and a little pleasant person. Met some times. Spoke about medicine. The viscount
ordered about it as the lackey. Considered as a donkey and a martinet. But for some reason continued to keep around. For
advantage of business. The viscount always was the great and unconditional adherent of Advantage of Business...
General Malnych has temporarily ceased to speak, but its lips continued to move, and the sight has glazed over. It was - far
from here. He as if would declare to itself(himself) an interval and now whether had a rest, whether composed the text for the
second action. The dlinnolitsyj doctor snuffled a hairy nose. From it powerfully and invincibly bore tabachishchem. Vanechka
stood indifferently. It is interesting, what VANECHKA thinks of a situation? (He has suddenly recollected, how once, being in
irritation, has told to it is quarrelsome: "it is interesting that you test, knowing that any person can kill this second..." This
phrase has touched Vanechku is absolutely inexplicable and is for some reason rather painful: "And you that test, when
know, what to any person can give on a snout? And in general - a life to it to cripple?" "I cannot - to any" "And I cannot -
any" "And then, I always think of consequences" "And I too always think of consequences..." He has there and then laid
down arms and in the most restrained image has apologised. Remarkable the idle talk has turned out. Vanechka for certain it
any more does not remember. He is a malicious fellow with short memory of the good-natured person...) They left the lift and
have appeared in cream tupichke with a dead air zhilkontory. The door there was, closed densely, and near to a door - a
chair, and on a chair collapsed (long feet - it is far forward) unter in the landing form and, certainly, with moustaches. Having
seen the heads, he has jumped with a roar and has accepted authorised position, but that though and for a moment, but has
amazed, - he at all devoured with the eyes general Malnycha and is final not the mister of the possible president, and this
most yellow-eyed doctor of Holes-drills-shihina who was suddenly put forward because of backs, it has appeared ahead of all
and has muttered unteru something abrupt, something like: to "open", or to "pass", or in general "brys!" Anyway the door
has there and then swung open itself, and the mister the possible president has appeared indoors, entirely forced by
equipment and extensive, but it was at all the chamber of the strengthened therapy as he expected, it was something
especially military, all equipment was colours khaki, and people here all were - military men, and any huge screens similar on
lokatornye were shone... It was the radio cabin, or communication point or as it there at them is called...