- I have a translator, - prochavkal Tops, he chewed something and spoke carelessly. On a finger it had a large gold signet. -
the translator class, but it it takes expensive.
- What for it is expensive! - has jumped up on the chair Tuzovsky. - we have Krichuhin! It - cheap!
- It is not necessary cheap. Level is necessary to us.
- There level - though where! And money at it eternally is not present.
- If would not drink, it would be - expensive!
24. I have gathered to Igor Hramtsovu, but before an exit have decided to call. Left in a corridor - the telephone set on a
place is not present. I knock Kapitonevoj. That understands nothing. Yakimov (we call its Hihichka, is for what) - too not in a
course. Has looked out in a corridor:
- A fig to itself! Hi-hi!
Day through three has returned with pohmeljugi Rams and, as usually:
- And it, e-e - not I!
We have surrounded it, he has seen, how much our indignation is sincere, how much our intentions are resolute, and fairly
admitted that the telephone set has spent on drink.
- But I will buy the new! - it has crossed. Also has added, having hung a head:
- When money will appear.
25. Any attempts to explain all occurring to me from the point of view of human logic appeared vain. But to bare the left side,
to show to the doctor three not healing points and to explain nephritic koliku secret interrelation with the given points and
Those Forces, which these points have put, I too did not become. Me would show to the psychiatrist and have quickly
translated from urology in a mental hospital. On the other hand, I have not been absolutely assured yet of interrelation of all
occurring with me with these three points. It then when I will not have also a doubt shade that these points - the material
certificate of Contact, then I will understand much. But just the Transition period began. Still it seemed not clear,
pugajushche not clear.
I slept basically in the afternoon. There were attacks at night. Tens heated daggers were stuck in me from within. The nurse
did a prick baralgina, I tried to fall asleep, but till the morning turned.
Heavy this branch - urological. Old men with a senile traditional illness lie basically. Toilet bowls - in blood. Nurses are not
present, to wipe up there is nobody. While any aesthete will render to the nurse the sponsor's help. It will grumble a little, but
podotret, it is possible zagazhivat again. As if all country is transformed into a huge communal flat. A communal flat, a
commune, communism - the single-root words eloquently symbolising extreme degree of nasty thing to which homo sapiens in
general it is capable to come.
If you, the Higher Reason, have inoculated me in the left side, have presented me with Superpossibilities why I with such
pain enter into a new condition? Whether I have is right to resort to the help of the person in struggle against an intolerable
pain? Perhaps, not to ask this lovely nurse to do to me in back a prick baralgina? The person here is powerless. The person
searches at me for stones or at least grains of sand in kidneys. The person also does not assume that the inoculation made
forces of the Higher Reason, changes at present my old worn kidney on new, pure and strong, as at the newborn.