- The Girl! Well Why Always Such Haste!

- The girl! Well why always such haste! So after all and by a life it is possible to run. And, pay attention, anything in it pleasant not to notice. I have looked back through a shoulder, my heart has unpleasantly missed a bit: at once on giant growth I have learnt that youth of sports addition who opened then to me a car door though it was absolutely differently is dressed - in any amazing dark raincoat, the price in five or my six monthly salaries. In hands it held an immense bouquet which I have mentally christened at once "One million scarlet roses". The electric category has flashed and in a brain a chain of lightning associations, reasons, exit searches: I after all well represented, what field there was this berry. - Faster, faster, Alexander Jakovlevna will eat me for a daughter. After all you wish to spend me, judging by a bouquet? - Alexander Jakovlevna? Yes we Will eat her - with stones and with cartilages! It who such? - Faster, faster! The teacher of ours . If you than it , me only will be worse.