It who your way? - Has asked the Ale-de-prez with inexpressible prezre - niem.
And it? - I do not know.
It. By the way, notice: near. Vas-vas.
Has understood. It is struck. I surrender.
... And after all and really: "the Sad person with long hair".
Pale, slightly bloated person, corners of lips are lowered, eyes hardly are blinked from the sun (in hands - dark glasses). All
around smile, a teeth for show, and it - is not present. To it - it is sad. Or, maybe, it is boring. Any it... The unmodern! Here an
exact word: the unmodern. Unmodern clothes - second-hand and a bag. The unmodern person... The Look unmodern... And
this general sad slackness...
And the woman who? - The spouse. Alena Grigorevna.
Well dak! - Krasi-ivaja... - has repeated Andrey. - and children are? - Is. The little son. Alik. It us just also photographs it.
And here it who, with a cane? The Ale-de-prez has given a hand and has selected at it a photo.
You will know it is a lot of, you know, what will be? - Gos-s-s... You Will think, secrets! Wait, and what there at you it is
written? Show! The Ale-de-prez has shown, and with pleasure. On the back accurate children's handwriting it has been
written (felt-tip pen): "the Ale-de-prezu - with gratitude for all". And the florid illegible signature. And date: July of last year.
Numbers are not present. Probably because acted in film in one day, and it was inscribed - in another.
And why his name is Ajatolla?.
His name is Khan Avtandilovich, - has sharply told the Ale-de-prez. - or mister Khusainov. And you do not repeat nonsenses.
Andrey silently looked at it: what it huge, black, terrible and it is just vstoporshchennyj. Has then told: - Kailas you
remember? - Well, - the Ale-de-prez has answered, at once pomjagchev and having become Seregoj, Serzhem, Grey,
Black mountain. Death valley. Titapuri...
"A monastery hungry line"... - Serezha already did not become angry any more, its sight has become is thoughtful.
If I then Lord of god would name ajatolloj, unless you would take offence at me?.
Well, I generally the non-believer... - the Ale-de-prez from sudden memoirs was absolutely softened was, but has there and
then become rough. - all! - he has told to the Onions Being. - you have got me. Has gone from my eyes that I you did not see.
Toys to clean! Ten minutes to you on all... Give here a plug...
The grief Onions has joyfully given a plug with a cutlet piece, has moved down from a chair and it is joyful zatopalo deep
into apartments, flashing the checkered flannel shirt which has got out of breeches.
Force wins not, - Andrey has told is instructive, - wins patience.
It you about what? - Has asked the Ale-de-prez with suspicion, but did not begin to specify - has put in a mouth the cutlet
rest, and a plug, without rising and without aiming, with the big accuracy has forwarded through all kitchen to a sink. With a