"Krasav ` ets and zdorovljaga, and navern ` oe not the Jew..." Rubbish business, Bogdan thought, glancing at it furtively.
Probably, absolutely it turns out nothing.
Probably, this piece to us absolutely too hard. And can be, at it something is simple again is not got on with princess Olga?.
However, the princess simply hates our Marishku, that is why it here is not present. Also it is not necessary. The Lord with it,
without it even is better...
And Marishka as always was charming (as if washing a cat - nok). Cornflower-blue eyes. Chest, with hripottsoj a voice. And
wonderful laughter which it awarded, as if a medal tape. Expensive parshivtsev.
The favourite boys. She precisely knew that boys will not bring.
Never brought - and now will not bring. And if someone trembles, it there and then will appear nearby and will substitute a
shoulder. Either will smile to it. Or will simply tell: I here... Whence in it this incomprehensible belief in us? After all we actually
are absolutely powerless before nasty thing, before any spiteful force. I do not speak about gangsters and about seksotov, -
before ordinary huliganem are powerless! Here you, Blagonosets of horse-radishes, - can beat off you from pair gopnikov? To
give in a snout? To call in to a reptile on eggs? Harms after all never at me on it suffice. And she all the same in us trusts.
And this belief, it so costs much that it almost cannot be got.
As love. As health. As talent. Really we and really it is better, than we look?. "Eventually, all depends only on ourselves!."
Alas. That's just the point. I would prefer, that all depended on somebody more reliably...
... And man of the hour Vadim was izzhelta-is pale and duren, eyes red and have swum away, a mouth - a curve as if
incessantly toshnit and it just about will pull out it directly on a cloth. ("And so you what - the person of the third millenium!." )
Busy Matvej very gently sponsored it, insistently moved snack, ran in kitchen behind mineral water, selected behind it plugs-
knives falling on a floor, - probably, fundamentally and its Vadim of the babskimi focuses has thoroughly frightened, and the
Great Mathematician already and did not know now of that else he should be afraid. The show it was, more likely, sickening,
but to the surprise of Bogdan has tested about it something like a jealousy prick: never saw he Velmata such zabotli - vym
and such attentive, it even presents it could not such - this poisonous-malicious clever man, always absolutely ruthless both
to itself, and to another, and to all our is ridiculous-idiotic world. Yes ive, and Vadim here has appeared - a real gruel. A snivel
green. Fie... Or it all the same akterstvuet? Be that cannot. And however... We the friend - do not know Anything about the
friend, and the nobility we are not able, and so - all life. Opening behind opening, and all opening - for some reason nasty.
Painted gate of soul open, and bears therefrom suddenly such rotten stuff that it is intolerable...
M-m-m! Marishka! (Hrum-hrum.) What grenki! Divinely!.
And it that the such? Beefsteaks? - Do not brake! Bifshteksni! Is not beefsteaks, the brother. It GOVNATRUB.
Chevo-o-o?! - beef natural rublenaja, the brother. Excuse, the brother.