The Jurkovsky sat in an armchair at a table, and the person at it was such old and pity that Jura has stopped and has
perplexed looked back on Zhilin. But Zhilin again has hardly considerably nodded.
For these words you too will answer, - the Hornet has muttered.
Become silent! - the small swarty Averin sitting near to Juroj has cried. - do not dare to interrupt! Companions how he dares to
interrupt all time? Jurkovsky has waited noise and has continued: - All it is disgusting before that I in general excluded
possibility of such phenomenon, and intervention of the extraneous person, the boy, that was required... Yes. Disgustingly. I
did not wait for it from you, young. As it has appeared simply - to return you in a primitive condition, to put you on chetverenki
three years, one ambitious maniac and one provincial intriguer. And you were bent, have flown into a rage, have lost human
shape. Young, cheerful, fair children... What shame! Jurkovsky has made a pause and has inspected astronomers. All it now
in vain, has thought it. It not to me. They sat a small group and with hatred looked at Shershnja and Kravets.
All right. The new director to you will send from the Titan. Two days can hold a meeting and think. Think. You, poor and
weak, to you I speak: think! And now go.
They have risen and, having bent, have gone from an office. The hornet too has risen and, ridiculously shaking on magnetic
boots, has approached to Jurkovsky closely.
This arbitrariness, - he has hoarsely told. - you break observatory work.
The Jurkovsky has with disgust discharged it.
Listen, the Hornet, - has told it. - on your place I would be shot.
12. "КОЛЬЦО-1". The BALLAD ABOUT the ONE-LEGGED NEWCOMER - you Know, - has told Bulls, - looking on
Jurkovsky over points and atop "Physicists of metals", - and after all the Hornet, perhaps, considers yourself nezasluzhenno
offended. After all the best observatory and so on...
The hornet me does not interest, - has told Jurkovsky. It has slammed bjuvar and was pulled. - me interests, as these children
could reach such life... And the Hornet - ashes, a trifle.