Today we you otmazali, and tomorrow zazevaemsja, and they you - am!. You have understood nothing, Vadim has told to it.
I'm fine. A-atlichno, Konstantin!. Give we will drink.
Yes you are more silent, grobozory! - Matvej and when hardly became more silent (everything, except Velzevula has shouted
suddenly, have become silent and vozzrilis on it), has said some not clear words and has finished:-... Your Intellectual-
professor wins the first circle: sixty eight percent - a pure victory! - well? - Vadim has told, having realised (not at once) that
address to it.
Fingers of a gnu! - Matvej has bellowed, lifting over a head leptop with which it was attached in ugolochke on a sofa. -
Ekzitpol have published...
The Soros fund... At the Professor - sixty eight percent, at the General - twenty seven. A pure victory in the first round.
At whom a victory? - Has asked Velzevul whom, as a rule, all reached slowly. ("I understand slowly, but always!") - At the
Professor! - as so - at the Professor? - Has spoken Velzevul, and its look has addressed on Vadim. And all vozzrilis already
on Vadim as if it has made something - suddenly and indecent.
He has shrugged shoulders.
So I that try to din all time into you... - he has told pathetically. - only you do not listen.
All were silent. All as if have sobered up.
I speak to you, - Vadim has told, addressing to Andrey. - I should not be defended. At me all o'kej...
That is you have made it? - Andrey slowly has told.
Well. And what here the such? - That here such? - Has repeated Andrey. - he asks: what here the such? - Has made and
has made, - Vadim has told. - here if I still understood: how? Andrey has told: - He asks us: how? Us! And It is brisk-polygraph
has told: - That is it turns out - we in vain persisted in? Or knowingly? And Velzevul has told: - a horse-radish to itself - an ear!
You in it trust? And Matvej has told: - Well, also what we will do with it now? It was not so new, but it is unique a correct
question. Only here nobody knew on it of the answer.
... Exactly in twenty two when polling districts were definitively closed and it became possible, have started long-awaited
meeting before an input in headquarters. The frost pressed any more on a joke. Ears burnt, and merzli fingers in gloves, but
under a bullet-proof vest all the same was hot, and from pressure sweat rolled down from time to time on a stomach and on a
back. The Ale-de-prez and itself did not understand, whence at it this pressure and why. On the first (and on the second-
third) a sight all was easy and quite ordinary. Habitual set of the thrown back persons, approximated from fear to pass though
the eye word, the semiopened mouths and feverish this readiness to burst in an applause as soon as intonation of the orator
will prompt. The orator was, as usually, at height. He has been absolutely assured that has already won, but was over-
modest, bypassed acute angles, however feeling of the winner will not hide, and, maybe, for this reason it was especially
good, unchained and generous today, it even joked today that usually did not dare to do absolutely ("Crowd the crowd
always painfully serez - does not love jokes, on...").
On all area, black from the people, columns of white steam from the manholes filled up with snow rose in beams of
projectors, and steam cloudlet were pulled out from each semiopened mouth, snow in snowdrifts on a roadside festively
serebrilsja, and there, further, where the area and crowd left light circle, snow gloomy gleamed on branches of trees and on
bushes bulvarchika, - there too there were people, but them was a little: it were casual passers-by - that shirked on
bulvarchiku the dogs.
Also the Ale-de-prez why there was in him this sensation of painful pressure as therefrom, because of black-and-white
gloomy flickering bushes, has pulled suddenly ice threat from which there was no rescue has not had time to understand
plainly. It not the aiming was, and in general at all "intention to make". It was something, on what not similar: threat froze
eyeballs and was yellow and shining. As fresh pus, but - ice. He has frozen, having felt it, and has lost some the seconds
which have frozen in feebleness, and has then recollected: the same was couple of days ago, in accuracy the same, and
went therefrom - from bushes - and has suddenly disappeared then as suddenly, as well as has appeared. And here today -
did not disappear... Lasted... It was poured by inhuman force... Threatened lop - nut, to burst in destruction, faceless and
inevitable. Nothing could be made. It was possible to be in time, and here to make - it is impossible. To jump out before the
Professor, having closed it itself. . To seize by a magnificent grey-haired head of hear, to bend ruthlessly half-and-half this
imposing trunk in a shaggy coat, to hide, jostle for the lead apron thrown over a balustrade...