You of that do not sleep? - He has told in a whisper.
What with you, Vladimir Sergeevich? - Has murmured Jura. - to you it is bad?...
Nonsense, liver. - Jura with horror looked on its convulsively pressed to sides as if frozen, hands. - always it, mean, after
beam blow... Nevertheless knowingly we have visited on Ejnomii. Here they, people, Jura! The present people! Workers.
Pure. And any which-kakery to them will not prevent, - it has cautiously leant back a back to a wall, and Jura has hasty
palmed off on it a pillow. - a ridiculous word "which-kakery" - the truth, Jura? And here soon we will see other people...
Absolutely others... Gnilushki, rubbish... Worse Martian bloodsuckers... You them, of course, will not see that, and here it is
necessary to me... - It has closed eyes. - Jura... You forgive... I, maybe, here will fall asleep... I have accepted...
Medicine... If I will fall asleep... Go... To sleep to me...
9. BAMBERGA. The POOR IN SPIRIT of Bela Barabash has stepped through komings and has densely covered behind
itself a door. On a door the black plastic tablet flaunted: "The chief manager of Bamberga mines. Spase Pearl Limited" General manager kopjami Bambergi. Spejs Perl Limited>. The tablet has been split. Still yesterday it was whole. The bullet
has got to the left bottom corner of the tablet, and the crack passed through a capital letter "In". The mean slug, has thought
Bela. "I assure you, on kopjah there is no weapon. Only at you, Mr. Barabash, yes at policemen. Even at me is not present".
The bastard.
The corridor was empty. Directly before a door the cheerful poster hung: "Remember, you are a shareholder. Interests of the
company - your interests". Bela undertook a head, has closed eyes and some time has stood so, slightly rocking.
My God, he has thought. When all it will come to an end? When me from here will clean? Well, what I the commissioner?
After all I can nothing. At me forces are not present more. You understand? I do not have forces more. Take away me from
here, please. Yes, it is very a shame to me and so on. But more I cannot...