- Well that you really, Alexey Petrovich!. - Jurkovsky it has dexterously risen, stirred up all over, checking, whether all is
perfectly in order; the voice at it was restrained. - four metres - same nonsense! Judge for yourself...
But Bulls busheval: - you perfectly could go down on a cable! You behaved as the boy! Have found time for sports!. What
the hell!.
- Yes throw you, Alexey! - Dauge ljubovno has embraced Jurkovsky for shoulders. - it is final, the boy! But that you with it will
do - the daredevil!.
- "Daredevil"!. - Bulls cooled down. Jurkovsky was silent and seemed confused. It was so unusual that, without having
received resistance, the driver was surprised and has ceased to shout. - the daredevil... Here would break a neck, and
potter here with it...
- It is guilty, Alexey Petrovich, - has suddenly told Jurkovsky, and Bulls at once has cooled down.
- Report on the commander on the offence, - it has muttered and has departed to a rock to wind a cable.
Geologists have begun to help it.
- It is a pity to blow up it, - Dauge has told, specifying in a rock shrouded in the turning drifting snow when, having terminated
work, they have gathered at the open hatch. - barbarity - to destroy a monument in honour of V.Jurkovskogo's great feat...
And it so has slapped a palm on a back of the friend creeping in the hatch that that has instantly disappeared in the dark a
caisson.
Ermakov the conveyor on the south has moved and has stopped it only at the ridge of the Venus Teeth. The doomed rocks
have disappeared from a kind, having disappeared behind horizon, behind a black blizzard.
- To begin, Anatoly Borisovich? - Has asked Bulls.
Bulls has put a hand on a knife switch of a radio remote detonator, has pressed. The screen has lighted up with bright this
world, then at once has darkened - have in the distance risen, hard rocking under a wind, three blood-red columns ognistogo
a smoke, have blurred gribovidnymi clouds. Because of horizon, covering a rumble of far Golconda, thunderous blow has
reached, was carried by over "Boy" and, rolling, has swept further.