Such expert on the nature of reasonable beings as a leader of Space fleet and the member of the World council of the Earth,
perfectly understood that the old man does not say lies this time. It it is valid more knows than nothing. It was entirely gave on
favour of the plenitelej and only at them can search now for protection against anger of the former owner. Probably, Great
Octopus has guessed the purpose of mysterious intrusion and has already disposed, that wonderful doctors have dragged in
other apartments. Probably, the wonderful doctor himself does not wish to have business with impudent newcomers.
Probably, the wonderful doctor absolutely not live carrier of reason, and the smart mechanism, which secret is known
according to dead Bogomola of the Panda only to the Greatest Octopus. All is possible. And in the meantime at them out for
blood tarantulas of Freckled Skolopendry underfoot teem, and on a corridor for any of these white walls groups of security
guards armed cap-?-pie rattle claws, and on a surface of a planet at them over heads all infinite fighting force of professional
murderers and robbers hoots the disturbed beehive...
- Well, what we will do? - Aramis to a leader of Makomberu has addressed.
Glorified kosmoletchik has shrugged shoulders, has approached to one of walls and has knocked in it with the blaster
handle.
- Enter! - the voice sonorous and not deprived of a gratefulness was distributed.
And the wall has disappeared.
Earth dwellers with miracles you will not surprise. Earth dwellers steels great experts, judges and creators of miracles. But that
was presented to their sights behind the disappeared wall, has shaken even them. Everything, only not it they expected to
see in bowels of kingdom of harm infinitely another's and infinitely hostile to them.
And they have seen the big round table covered with a white cloth and surrounded with ancient chairs with soft seats. In the
middle of a table sparkled pure silver and started up steam cloudlet a huge big-bellied samovar with a big-bellied porcelain
teapot on a ring. A samovar crystal vases with jam surrounded, silver trays with cakes and wattled baskets with suharikami
and rolls. On table edge before each chair porcelain cups on saucers and crystal sockets with small silver spoons flaunted.
Smells of strong fresh tea, vanilla and fresh fancy bread rushed over this surprising table, and already to Two-headed Julu
the turn has come to hold the breath and catch at the noses.
Low, very dense and very ruddy person with a magnificent grey-haired head of hear, shaggy eyebrows and accurate short
moustaches under a pink bulbous nose has slowly put a saucer on a table, promoknul lips a napkin and has risen, having
removed a chair.
- Hello, compatriots, - he has said a pleasant velvety voice. - At last you were. And I wait for you here already more than
thousand years.
- It cannot be, - the leader of Makomber has with conviction told and has wiped eyes.
- Mass hallucination, - Aramis has sadly sighed.