Not Galoshin, - has told the Employer tutorially, - and not Kaloshin, and - Koloshin. From a word to "ear". "Early koloshenie
hle - bov..." It - sekretonositel.
That is? - That is the person to whom the data making state blow - stvennuju secret are known.
Having heard it, Jury was disturbed and has opened eyes: - Still that did not suffice us! What for it to you? - Probably,
probably. All is seized. Anybody - anything. Actually it at us the deep invalid, it is infinite from all far. So calm down and sleep
sluggishly and immoderately further. To us still to saw and saw, and road - what.
The road was - a skating rink. Twilight already came - hour between a dog and a wolf, - counter cars included headlights,
and ice gloomy gleamed in their yellowish for the present light. All who went towards, went slowly, did not go even, and crept
- made the way cautiously as if feeling a passing light road before itself.
SHCHas I will accustom to drinking, - the Employer tensely has spoken, and Jury has immediately sat down directly, having
grasped for reliability for skobu over a door. Rubbish business, he has thought. The employer like even would not make
anything, any appreciable actions, only gazku, maybe, hardly has added absolutely not to stop, but the car has suddenly
moved, it has heavily begun to wag and has gone side-side-side, as if a crab on a stone.
"Grew dark. A greyish smoke..." - the Employer has tightened a plaintive high voice, the most gentle movements of a wheel
correcting drift, - "... Thawed in pink beams of a decline..." The employer began to sing Each time when they got on difficult,
impassable or dangerous road, and its songs always were in this case compassionate, oddish and, as a rule, absolutely
"... The Song was brought to me by a breeze, the darling that you sang once..." We will walk smack now in any
"Mercedes", Jury thought, has hardened ustavjas in magnificent red lanterns ahead of a creeping foreign car. For ever we
will not pay off... Or in us somebody vmazhetsja, men the abrupt. With the same result... And in a ditch you do not want?
Good ditches, promising, two-metre height... (And grey weak-sighted indifferent small houses on a belt in snow, on the right
and to the left of road. And snow-covered frozen trees. About this lead idiocy of a rural life!.) the car has again moved and
again without any visible reason. Jury has even more strong seized in skobu the right hand, and left has rested in torpedo -
for durability. "For durability, for ease and for convenience of running off of blood", - it was carried by through consciousness
all of a sudden, and the Employer pulled all abstrusely, all suffered, all complained: "Where you and in what now edges... I so
often recollect you..." They went more hour. Has become darkly. Counter fires blinded, and ice on road looked so as if it
there was not a road, and the frozen river. White groats of a drifting snow rushed about in beams of headlights. Behind the
monstrous bus-mezhdugorodnik terribly and dangerously hung, sparkling fires, has hung for a while minutes two, and then
suddenly was hard put forward and has gloomy gone on overtaking.