My Trouble - Mine And ! I

My trouble - mine and ! I will lay down, but Nastju from a sting of a venomous snake in the heart I will protect! My firm decision was that, and I felt, what not easily it is necessary to me, because very much the arrow of Alevtiny has deeply pierced my soul. The steel arrow which has been let out from hard my worthy and respected on general work, the person unfortunate and proof in the female destiny, firm in struggle for a worthy and valid place in the sun, obvious cripples in the world physical and the concealed born lyric poet in the world spiritual. Its arrow has far entered into me, and its tip was jagged. How to take this dart from the heart and not to expire blood, I, to tell the truth, did not know. already exactly breathed in the sleep, and I still was awake, and before internal my look lines of the letters read by me - for another flew one line. In the morning in a folder "To the report" one more thick letter lay. In vanity and the working day I had no time to read it. And glancing during brisk dispatching meeting at Alevtinu who on a diagonal from me sat turned pale, grown thin, unbusinesslike, contact and even cheerful with colleagues, I was lost in turmoil of thoughts.