ekselents has nodded. The kind at it was perplexed and gloomy. And then it has suddenly delayed on itself(himself) a board
of a black jacket and the right hand has begun to thrust to a bosom the big black revolver. Having seen it, the Kammerer-
senior measurement because has understood: ekselents it was ready to kill Abalkina. It was so is stunned that has forgotten
about all on light, and the Kammerer-junior, still having strained, waited, having fixed in a doorway.
Here the thick column of bright light has rushed into a workshop, and, having hooked last time for a lintel, has entered lzhe-
Generally speaking, it even something was similar to Lva Abalkina: fine, strong, with long black hair to shoulders. It was in a
white spacious raincoat and held before itself an electric lantern, In other hand it had a big portfolio. Having entered, it has
stopped, has spent a beam on racks and has said вслух:Ну, apparently, it here.
The voice at it was creaking, and tone - deliberately vigorous. Probably, he felt, itself it is awkward, and can be, to it was
Now it was visible that it, actually, the old person. It had hollow wrinkled cheeks, very high wrinkled forehead, a long peaky
nose with a small hump and a long sharp chin. In general, it was similar not so much to Lva Abalkina, how many on Sherloka
Fluently having looked round, it has approached to a table, has put the portfolio directly on tsvetastyj a scarf, and itself,
highlighting itself a small lamp, has begun to examine racks. Thus he continuously muttered something to itself(himself) under
нос:Ну, it is all it is knownA drill-drill-drillOrdinary illizium...
Drill-drill-drillSubjects of obscure appointment, ha! Stuff and stuff...
Drill-drill-drillPerhaps, and not namoeteHave thrust somewhere, have pushed, have hiddenA drill-drill-drill...
ekselents watched all these manipulations, having put hands for a back, and on its person there was an expression of
hopeless weariness or even tired boredom.
When the old man has reached the most distant section, Ekselents has heaved a deep sigh and has told брезгливо:Ну that
you there search, Bromberg? Detonators? Old man Bromberg tonenko has screamed and has jumped aside aside, having
tumbled down a chair.
Who here? - He has begun to yell a falsetto, feverishly rummaging a beam round itself. - Who it? Yes I it, I, - have responded
Ekselents even more grumbling. It has approached to a table and has taken seat on edge near to a portfolio. - cease to
Who you? What devil! - the beam has rested in Ekselentsa. - A-a! Sikorsky! Well, I and knew! Clean a lantern, - Ekselents
has ordered, covering the person with a palm.
I and knew that it is your features! - cried out starikan Bromberg. - I have understood at once, who stands up for all this
worthless performance! Clean a lantern, not that I it raskolochu! - Ekselents has barked.
I will ask not to shout at me! - Bromberg has screamed, but the beam has taken away. - also do not dare to touch my
portfolio! ekselents has risen and has gone on it.