Metres in two hundred under me on a siliceous track from the sea the group of pirates the person in thirty clambered. Buckles
on ammunition shone. I have pushed a stone. It has swept downwards. Me have noticed. One of pirates has raised a hand,
the weak clap of a shot was distributed. They should reach the area in half an hour.
I have gone back to a city, thinking how to find Kuznetsova. Towards to me the crowd - soldiers with halberds, confused
townspeople, women with children has rushed. It has in a moment picked up me. Someone has sensitively struck in a back.
On shouts it was possible to guess that pirates have rushed into a city. Possibly, fight with a fort was deceptive: it has pulled
together to itself(himself) all garrison, and the captain Clyde in the meantime has landed a landing and has struck from back.
It was impossible to stop. Working as elbows, I tried to be pulled out from crowd embraces. Any officer without kirasy, holding
a piece of leather on a cheek, a breaking voice called soldiers. To it did not listen. Me has pressed to the house, I have
seized in door skobu. The crowd has subsided. Running at the tail-end of a steel to get through walls. There were pirates -
peeled, malicious - with whooping have rushed along the street. All were with bags. Two dragged the wooden box full of gold
coins, groaned, swore.
Me did not see. I have gone narrow, curve lanes. Windows here did not leave. From under houses extensively the severe
thistle defiantly stuck out.
The disturbing, frequent alarm floated over a city, appealed to the empty sky. At the left behind houses the flame has risen.
The fat, brown smoke has spread.
From round the corner, having upraised hands, having thrown back the person and laughing loudly, there was a woman in a
black monastic attire.
Elga! - I have cried.
Who? - Has moved mad pupils. Has learnt.
Pavel! - also has laughed loudly again.
I have seized it by shoulders: - Elga, come round! She has kissed me, klatsnuv teeth about a teeth. Has told easy: - Here
you where. I searched for you.
From it smelt as wine.
Elga, where Smiths? - She did not understand. - smiths, the probationer from Soviet Union? - I have decided to spit on
conspiracy.
Elga has shrugged shoulders: - Here somewhere. And I here have wanted you to see and have seen.