In the best way.
It is natural. How to distract from unpleasant thoughts? To recollect that it is mortal. And at once all rises on the places. The
scale appears, understand? - I understand. Only: "When I think that beer consists of atoms, I would not like it to drink..." It,
apparently, goes. Be got.
For a long time. The oven works...
Robert did not listen to it. On an extensive porch left and at once has chilly clasped itself hands sensej, and it was not one.
The Strahagent-owner left together with it, and they have stopped on the uppermost step, continuing conversation. Both had
an unimportant articulation, and first Robert has managed to read on lips only a strange phrase of the owner: "In all heavy,
whether that? I that promised to you?" Here he has turned away, and Robert has ceased to see his mouth, and sensej has
told with indignation: "And why I should you trust? What you such have made, what I should trust you?" The owner has
answered something invisible, has turned in a profile, has become is similar on a raven, and here Robert has recollected,
how sensej named it recently: Lahesis. He named its Lahesis. "She dies, - has told sensej. - I one thousand times asked you:
make something". - "Anything it is impossible to make. She has already died.
Reconcile. Everything that it is possible to make - to return to it reason. For some days ".
- "Though on an hour. I wish to say goodbye". - "Yes you do not want it.
Admit... "-" you simply piece of rusty iron, - has told sensej. - I hate you ". -" I Accept. This your right. Strike me if you want ".
- "It would be unnatural". - "Anything, not terribly. Everything that occurs - naturally..." Sensej of anything has not answered
it, and some time they were silent, looking against each other in an emphasis, eyes in eyes. Now sensej to it vrezhet on
muzzles, Robert with vindictive satisfaction has thought. And here Tengiz has asked in a whisper: - Who this such? - At it
even the person has grown thin.
Lahesis, - Robert has told, crookedly having grinned.
Who? - Lahesis. Mojra. Muzheska a floor mojra. Kloto - spins a destiny thread; Lahesis - spends the person through falsities;
Atropos - the thread cuts.
Tengiz all looked motionless eyes.
And you do not say lies? - He has told almost plaintively.
I do not know, - Robert fairly has told.
You say lies, a pancake. Mojry after all - women, unless are not present? Is in the Ancient Greece they there were women.
And at us in Russia - men. As you see.
Terrible what, - Tengiz has told.
All such we will be, - Robert has told. - wait, do not disturb.
Old men have again started talking, and now absolutely it became not clear, about what speech. "You in vain test me, -
spoke sensej. - I all the same will not work with yours the protege". - "It why?" - "Hundred times explained you: I do not work
with a female". - "Pay attention: I could tell to you the same. Word for word..." - "you simply piece of rusty iron, - has
repeated sensej the grown dumb lips. - I hate you".