Pavel, - the maiden has called.
Yes... - I have thoughtfully stretched, taking of its view.
Anna was not to learn. It has combed hair upwards, a column, - the ultrafashionable hairdress of "Nefertiti", cosmetics was
shone: in the face of - dark blue, on lips - green, instead of a usual dress she has put on a T-shirt poured by a rainbow and
jeans on which live pictures flashed.
It is not pleasant to you? - Anna has slowly reddened, has thrown a cigarette.
Very effectively, - I have linked her. - where we will go? Anna has had a snack a lip: - you do not think, it I for the first time
so. Because it is necessary to be, as all. And that me will be invited by somebody - will look and any more is not shown.
You do not need to be, as everything, - I have sincerely told.
The truth? - The truth.
She was delighted: - I will run, I will change clothes. I here nearby live. And that as if it and not I...
It is not necessary, - I have stopped it. - next time.
And there will be a following time? - You want it? - Yes. And you? I have nodded.
We have said last phrases in a whisper, having stopped. Nearby was nobody. Only any man in shining as if a metal suit read
news on a wall, from time to time pressing the button to replace the cartridge.
I have told deliberately cheerfully: - So where we will go? In a concert hall today gala performance. Tickets not to get, all the
same, that to you on Performance, but using the position of the inspector...
The drum roar has forced us to look back. In street the long column was involved. Went equal numbers - on ten persons.
Shoulder to shoulder. All in black riding breeches, in green shirts with the rolled up sleeves. The uniform move drove in in
bridge hundreds weighty boots: Trum!. Trum!.
On each side columns without cadence walked indifferent policemen.
"Salamanders", - without expression Anna has told. - fascists.
The Fascist party at us is forbidden, - I have objected.
Unless business in the name? - It has quoted. - "We will call young, we will call severe, we will call what belief - the nation,
whose debt - the nation, whose conscience - the nation". How there at you in Capital with fidelity of the nation? - At us is
more silent. All the same capital.
Before a column bore the inclined banner - heavy, with gold brushes.