Book-5. Troyan horse, novella. V. Speys

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      He stood without moving, enchanted the young creature, and only immortal lines Pushkin throbbed at his temple, combined with the quickened heartbeat.

      Leonid, the remaining part of the way, could not remember woke up only at the entrance stairs to the dormitories.

      At a table sat a familiar duty nurse something, writing in the logbook.

      – Val, say, a brand new long you work?

      – Trainee of the Medical Faculty of space medicine.

      – There is no such profession. – Said Leonid.

      – Something I do not understand, Leon – a nurse, a librarian and worked in a rehabilitation center for a long time and was not the first youth. But, unlike Lyudmila Petrovna, Valentina let myself unceremonious treatment of patients, it is forgiving. – What are you going to medical?

      – No. Just a specialty in this area of medicine called a little differently.

      Well, they do not call it porridge with butter, and butter will not spoil it.

      – What is true is true.

      A Varya will on duty another month, and then in Moscow for the test in practice. – While at the Valentina flashed in his eyes sparkle smile, which she tried to hide her, tilting his head over the magazine – Here is the report for her writing, I forgot I guess.

      But Leonid did not hear her, he was already approaching the ward number 12.

      On the table, under a bouquet of peony, Leonid found a piece of paper with the words. The two managed to fall off the petal from a flower and lay on the note. Leonid wiped them on the table, picking up a piece:

      “I do not wait. Out to accompany his wife, I will be in the morning!”

      Wives and visitors are visiting center patients are not allowed to stay for the night.

      The sudden loneliness and lost the opportunity to discuss the opening of Professor Kolesnikov, which he would like to explore with a friend, have made adjustments to the planned soybean evening. Was twenty- one ten Moscow time. Leonid went to the coffee table, turned on the desk lamp. In the gloomy light flooded the room, illuminating two soft leather chairs, a table and a shelf on the wall with books. Seated comfortably in one of the chairs, Krazimov began to leaf through the records in a thick leather notebook, trying to focus on the content. But through the slender tie of formulas like an obsession, stood out image of the girl. Pretty face framed by wavy brown hair care imagination. Her face pop up over the rows of letters and formulas, mixing the concepts and meaning of reading. Surely wear away completely impotent in the struggle with the imagination and the desire to focus on the records, he slammed the book. He spent a few minutes in the chair. Then I decided to get out and walk before going to bed, take a breath of fresh evening stroll.

      Lit alleys of the park, met his quiet evening twilight, the impending coolness and light rustle of leaves on slender poplars along the tree- lined avenues of the park. And the silence and the night chill, and that rustle, rustle of the eternal poplar leaves, even in calm weather, cooled the fevered heart of Leonidas. Gradually, in the order of thought and came to rest. As well sometimes walk alone through the quiet alleys, to be alone with himself. The acuteness of the senses in these moments of solitude becomes, what is special brightness and sharp, and responsive, the perception of reality in reality revives fantastically imagined, until that moment, the pictures of the beautiful. Leonid And it seemed that I cook it for a long time knows that practically feel her breath, even from a distance. And as well, that was the girl, his ideal, clean and beautiful, here it is next, one has only to wait for her next duty to be established once and for all in getting to know her…

      Sobinov came about eight in the morning. The procedures performed in the center began at nine o’clock in the morning, at the time appointed, and friends. There was still time for talking.

      – Hey! How to deal with going to the library? – Barely crossed the threshold, Peter began.

      – Hey! You know, everything is turned upside down!

      – Curious?

      Professor Kolesnikov, you know his textbook, СКАЧАТЬ