- In the swine! - has delightfully said Two-headed Jul.
Vanja took Tzanu for a hand and has taken away it in a verandah corner. Having set the girl in a straw armchair, it has risen
behind her back and the missing sight in ocean open spaces has directed.
- Mees, - the leader of Makomber has strictly told, - us your small mucks in Sajylyksky reserve do not interest. Though,
movable by reasons of the humanity peculiar to each citizen of Mankind, should warn you that sometime to you all the same
vrezhut really. The patience of citizens of Mankind is great, but is not boundless.
- Trunk to you will tear off, a wineskin zlouhannyj! - likujushche declared Two-headed Jul.
- Keep silent, Jul, - has angrily told a leader of Makomber. - And so, Mees, your foolish intrigues here interest nobody, and I
have caused you here not for this purpose.
- I plunge myself on your court, the leader of Makomber, - has submissively creaked Mees. - I Hope only for your justice.
The old cattle has not expressed any surprise at the sight of people whom he so well knew (are always remembered people
who with a pistol on call conduct you on your own den). He has thought that will not beat and drag for a trunk here, perhaps,
and has slightly calmed down. However, it was there and then found out that he has calmed down early.
- The case is represented to you, - the leader of Makomber has told, - to render to the Mankind which has sheltered you the
- It is always ready! - now brjaknul Mees.
- We equip expedition to a present den of the Great Octopus and we suggest you to take in it part.
On an extensive grayish physiognomy of Meesa pimples of invincible horror have clearly acted, it began to move back
slowly, yet has not rested kozhistymi wings against a handrail. Then it has raised a pale tetradactyl hand and has waved with
a palm before eyes.
- ! For! That! - proskrezhetal it.
- Perfectly, - udovletvorenno the leader of Makomber has told. - you are satisfied, Athos? So. And you, Aramis? I too. Our
morally-ethical debt is executed. I ascertain that temporary citizen Chelovechestva Mees present here has refused flatly to
take part in actions against the Great Octopus.
- In! Which! A case! - has hissed Mees as if near death.
- We have understood, - the leader of Makomber has coolly told. - Jul, render us courtesy, spend Meesa to itself to a kennel.
Tomorrow morning we will send it back in this it koshatnik and that henceforth to its spirit was not still somewhere on this
planet! Almost in a subconscious state, bowing and muttering words of gratitude, Mees began to slip on verandah steps.
Two-headed Jul has followed it, pohohatyvaja and adjusting its painless kicks.
- Give move, - its left head sentenced. - you creep as the louse in a wet place, a lame trunk...
And here, when they have disappeared round the corner country houses, on the verandah middle Vanja has acted.
- As I understand, - a clear voice he has said, - here there is a council of war. Since ancient times it was necessary to the first
to act on councils of war to the younger. That... I do not tell about a leader of Makombere which we see for the first time, but
all the others which here are present, know me for a long time and love me. Certainly, differently. You, uncle Athos. You,
uncle Aramis. You, the Princess.