The scene was played. Opekuemyj Vova clumsily exchanges bows, and huge grey-white fur the cap there and then moves
down to it on eyes. It corrects a cap convulsive movement thick as a hand log - certainly, that hand in which it holds a
polyethylene package with bottles, - and bottles grunt in a package, yes so it is dangerous that Kostja, scattering sparks from
a cigarette, twitches was them to rescue, but, thank God, all manages safely. All tensely smile, Marishka says most gentle of
the voices: "Yes we after all are familiar already... Vovochka, want a cud?", Kostja of Velzevul (for it all it in a novelty) is
silent, and is clear that appearance (no less than manners) opekuemogo Vovas have torn it to most pechenok.
(... Down. Absolute pure daun. Huge ridiculous nozhishchi, a loose-hanging ass, as at an old hippopotamus, sad, always
hopelessly lowered shoulders, ruchishchi-lapishchi... And the fat white person with slanting eyes - eternally half-open mouth
and the stearin cheeks poured by young fat. And constant about it heavy spirit, as if from a horse. And a woman's muffled
voice. And painful inability to connect a word... And fantasti - cheskaja awkwardness of movements... The Model ugly victim
is ruthless-indifferent trisomii on the twenty first chromosome... And sum - rachnyj, invaluable, severe gift - deeply-deeply
under this sickening cover, in the very bottom strange his soul.) - You can it is safe will calm down, - Bogdan has told, looking
at Velzevula with a smile. - Vova is absolutely safe. It even is useful sometimes. Vova, how at the uncle of the Bone with
health? - Stones! - uncle Kostja has there and then responded. He did not like to lose the initiative and never lost. - stones,
and under stones - rachok.
And as Vova at all has not reacted to it and looked as the person vaguely imagining about what here there is a speech
and in general what now number, Kostja there and then has begun to retell the conversation with last beloved. (Type
dialogue: "Who such Bradbury?" - "psychiatrist". - "???!!!" - "Well I know, I know, the writer..." - "Also what he has
written?" - "notes of the madman"...) - Is not present, - Vova unexpectedly has told. It, appears, did not listen about Bradbury
and he looked only at Bogdana. - it is not present Anything. But there will be a flu. Tomorrow.
Kostja has become silent stop short.
Here you see, - Bogdan has told, with pleasure observing of quickly changing spectrum Velzevulovoj of a mimicry. - and you
Kostja! - Marishka has told, having immediately disturbed. - means, you now a bacilli carrier? A nightmare! - it has rummaged
in an extensive bag and as the conjurer of a rabbit, has taken therefrom a long gauze bandage.
Still that! - Kostja was indignant.
Put on immediately! The lift door here has clanked, and there was at last an owner - in a magnificent black chromic jacket,
gloomy as a cloud and unfriendly, as the customs inspector. It has looked the semicovered heavy eyes on sobravshu - jusja
the company, has looked at hours and has spoken illegibly: "Well everything, all.
Have gone to the house... "And all have obediently started wandering to it in the house.
In a small hall there was a usual crush and the vanity, all muzhiks have moved gallantly to accept at Marishki dublenku,
and Vova, opekuemyj, has taken off from itself a titanic cap itself and stood with it in the middle of vanity, all disturbing and
without being able anything useful to undertake. Plainly all of them also had not time to expose themselves as the doorbell
has rung out and the overdue visitor has gone in flocks.