He has got tired. He always got tired, when after long conversations, calculations, estimations, sudden squabbles and so
sudden primireny to any decision and did not come. Four tiresome hours - are up the spout.
- Kinishko we will look? - He has inertly asked.
- It is possible, - Edik has agreed, and Kuzma Ivanovich, with a full mouth, only crimson cheeks pomotal is negative - he
never was late longer necessary, affairs at it were. Always. And everywhere. He and to have a snack remained only
because there where it now should go, - not very much will have a snack. Especially, at this time of night.
- Kuzma Ivanych, spit, really... - he has told to it inertly. - without you, whether that, will not manage.
Kuzma Ivanovich only has sarcastically warped: a pier as, they will manage, not a chance. It was meant: they without me.
Certainly, will manage, but then to me all at first begin and alter, that you to me have not unscrewed a head the reproaches...
This Exchange of remarks was ancient and had more likely ritual character.
- There is very decent "horror film", - Kronid has given tongue. - "The Laughter therefrom" is called. Also there is a new
picture of Garanina. "One thousand nine hundred ninety third"...
- No! - Edik has exclaimed. - Only not it! Garanina is not necessary. And without it to live toshno. Give better about dead
- There not dead men, there - HELL DEMONS.
- Especially! Persilfans! I adore demons! - at cinema, - has inserted now Kronid.
- Certainly. Still that.
- Have agreed, - he has solved. - we look about demons... - Kronid has instantly moved - to serve, but it has stopped it. - yes
where you, Kronid Sergeevich, really! Eat easy. Where to us to hasten now? It only Kuzma Ivanych at us eternally
- And consequently - SUCH BEAUTIFUL, - has now added Edik. All have begun to smile. Including, thank God, and Kuzma
Ivanych. (Once a good minute Kuzma Ivanych has told it from the childhood as it, small, full-eyed, rural, the aunt before
visitors has asked - derisively, is final: "Kuzja, and Kuzja! And why it you at us such beautiful?" And he has answered - for
insult with a bass: "God having given!") phone behind the back of Kronida quietly piliknul, Kronid - as if its wind has blown off
- had there and then appeared behind the table, in zakutochke at itself, in a lamp shade shade, and has started talking there
in a low voice. Bluish patches of light of the screen zapljasali in the opinion of it, and a white teeth have flashed.
It has suddenly caught itself(himself) that, appears, holds the breath, expecting something urgent and sudden. Unpleasant.
He waited for a fast involuntary sight of Kronida - from the rare twilight illuminated by sparks of the panel and telephone
screens, - but the sight was not, Kronid, without coming off, looked at the interlocutor, and he has very quietly taken breath.
A policy, he has thought habitually and with simplification. Never happens how you expect it. And always happens NOT
- And remember, - he has told unexpectedly for itself(himself), - as to it it became bad on Albertovyh commemoration?. He
after all loved us. All. I precisely know it.