The stewardess took the small suitcase from a grid and has cheerfully told: - Well, what you, companions? Have arrived! The
bus does not go further.
Bulls has hard risen and, without taking out hands from pockets, through the become empty bus has gone to an exit. Zhilin
with a portfolio Jurkovsky has followed it.
Crowds any more were not. People groups went to air terminal, laughing and exchanging words. Bulls has stepped during
snow, has stood, gloomy blinking on the Sun, and too has gone to station. Snow sonorously creaked under boots. The long
blue shade sideways ran. Then Zhilin has seen Dauge.
Dauge hasty hobbled towards, strongly leaning against the thick polished stick, small, wrapped up, with a dark wrinkled face.
In a hand at it, in warm shaggy varezhke, the pity bouquet of faded forget-me-nots has been clamped. Looking directly
before itself, it has approached to Bykovu, has put to it a bouquet and has nestled faced to the Greenland jacket. Bulls has
embraced him and has grumbled: - Here still, would sit at home, you see, what frost...
He has linked Dauge, and they slowly have gone to station huge round-shouldered Bulls and small hunched Dauge. Zhilin
went trace.
How lungs? - Has asked Bulls.
So... - Dauge has told, - it is not better, not worse...
It is necessary for you in mountains. Not the boy, it is necessary to be protected.
There is no time, - Dauge has told. - very many it is necessary to finish. Very many it is begun, Alesha.
Well, also what? It is necessary to be treated. And even you will not have time to terminate.
The main thing - to begin.
Especially.
Dauge has told: - the question with expedition to Transplutonu is dealt with. Insist, that you have gone. I have asked to wait,
while you will return.
Well, - has told Bulls. - I will go home, I will have a rest... Please.
By the chief Arnautov is appointed.
All the same, - has told Bulls.
They began to rise on station steps. Dauge it was inconvenient, visible, he has not got used yet to the stick. Bulls supported
it under an elbow.