The blonde was silent.
- Where Klubnichka, the swine?! - She has strained.
The blonde was slowly tightened again, has started up a stream of a smoke and has easy said:
- My dear She. You not in that situation when it is possible to raise on me a voice. But I will calm you. With Klubnichkoj
everything is all right. Moreover, while I am live, nobody will touch it even a finger. I promise it to you.
He has kept silent. She patiently waited, examining the former office while the blonde indulged in reflexions.
- I loved one girl, She, - he has suddenly started talking. - and now I continue to love. But it is not present for a long time
already nearby. Same here mongrels who have now got on the black form, have caught it in park when she came back
home in the evening. And it is dirty ottrahali, - the person of the blonde was painfully deformed, - six together. Then were
frightened of responsibility and have hammered in it to death. Nevertheless, I have found all of them.
She attentively listened.
- My friends have helped me, - the blonde continued. - we have autocratically left a part on a jeep and have caught all of
them. All to the uniform. Have then gone for a city. One which was the most impudent, I have adhered to a jeep for feet. All
the same in the car there was no more place. On highway I was dispersed and have sharply braked. The car has brought,
and the mongrel has hit in a column. Also has simply collapsed half-and-half. How at cinema, understand? Other five
zablevali to me all car.
She listened to the blonde and felt that it too now without ceremony can stoshnit.