It seemed to me in the first instant that by the window sits Охромов. But it was Gladyshev. Apparently, he got another city station, and now calmly stared out the window, by leaning on the table with his elbow, and her head resting on his palm. I know its just because intuition is suggested. When my eyes fell on him. That it is familiar for me people.
Reach Gladysheva was still impossible in the coupe people sat tight, although in other places for a long time already had free shelves. Окрикивать was indecent, besides it would be hard to predict how he would react to such a meeting.
I alone chewed the joy of meeting with a familiar person. This food in сухомятку, not diluted with water at least some communication and emotion't gave me any fun. Rather the opposite. And for another half hour until the chance to get to his shoulder, I was forced to stand and watch as Gladyshev all looks and stares in space somewhere outside the window, in a passing by the landscape, and sits there, without moving or changing his position.
It turns out that he slept. Pushed his way under their eyes, smiled genially growling, I. ask neighbors to move over, planted next to me.
-Where are you? his eyes were round in surprise, glowed with genuine joy.
-Nothing really, — I don't know what to say, and waved his hand. -And where are you going?
-Yes, here I am in the link! — Gladyshev smiled widely.
-As it is in the link? — not I understood.
-Ancestors were exiled. For the fire and the fire.
He suddenly laughed wildly, and his neighbors moved away. And then began отсаживаться, one disappearing in the other compartment.
-Now our cleaning went. And I stayed home, as a victim, to help restore housing...
-And our — who is this?
-Students. Well I Institute study... Well, renovated and I do not know, and because I was exiled to a fortune. Here I go there and food. With eyes away.
-Well, you are to blame for what had happened.
Gladyshev hurt slapped me on the shoulder:
"Listen, you mother remembered! Says, what this moron with you in the apartment was...
We long talked about all the stuff. Until, finally, the topics of conversation will not run out.
Outside the window is already darkened, and the heart crept into the alarm. I never liked to go off somewhere, and darkness reminded about it. Alone now did not want, and in anticipation of loneliness my soul was ready to follow Гладышевым wherever we can not be left one on one with беспризорной Vokzalnaya bench on some anonymous station.
Gladyshev a long time he was silent. I walked to the car and saw that the people have left. Everything pointed to. That is close to the terminal station, and it looked as if a clear dive in the pitch глыбь river Slough and, not reaching the bottom, stay there, between heaven and earth, while the lack of air and the spirit.
I wanted to say Гладышеву that he never parted with me, because it seemed as though we are old friends that know one else knows how many years. I would hope that he experiences a similar feeling, but it was unlikely he knew where he was going and he had a target on which the trip is over. I was going nowhere, and мыкания my aimless and meaningless cannot be described as bitter word wandering.
-You Veronica saw? — perked up suddenly, my companion, and I felt hurt pulled down somewhere heart.
-No, — I had no voice from the excitement.
"She came.
It was like a mockery. The one of whom, perhaps, I will come back to the city, appeared hardly I had no opportunity to meet with her.
-And how is she? — I tried to excitement was not manifested in the intonation of the question, but I think it turned out bad.
-She tomorrow wedding, from these words, I almost choked with air and began to cough, feeling pulls the throat. -Tomorrow she marries a Hippo.
In the voice Gladysheva there was no pathos or taunts. He just told me about the news that, it was clear he was interested in so far as this may be an interesting interlocutor, and which seemed to be interested in me only as a fun fact from the life of our common friend. I've seen it. I felt it in his eyes, in which there was no shadow of suspicion that this could hurt me.
Somewhere beneath us creaked brake pads, потравило compressed air, and the train began to stop.
Gladyshev looked out the window on the other side of the almost empty car.
-Well, here we go.
Outside the window was shining lights outlandish designs station, reminding increased by several times the house with a gable roof.
Hey, where are you going? — finally Gladyshev was surprised that I went with him to the last stop.
-I myself don't know where! — I grew concern. Now stronger desire than to return to the city. Annoying idea that all heard — weird accident, and it can be fixed, prevent, if I get back in town and stand before the eyes of Veronica, not let me rest. I do not doubt that I can say anything I want to I will tell you how to think of her all this time, as he remembered her in the most difficult, difficult and dangerous moments of life, did not doubt that I can talk her out of the wedding, I rush to his knees before her, and will ask her hands. And she will understand me, agree with me, and we will never part. "Otherwise, how are the voices that whisper to me: "She'll be your wife!"? What about all those promises, that I will suffer for it?" — I thought. — "When will these things be? I am ready to suffer. I want to. I can't live without her, I can't..."
It was hysterical. It has not escaped outside, but кромсала my soul...
I woke up from that Gladyshev shook me by the shoulders
What's wrong with you?!
"Nothing, Gladyshev, nothing... I have to go back. I've got to see Veronica. I want to be at her wedding. I don't want her married! You're lying, Gladyshev! You're lying, scoundrel!!! It's a lie!
All. I blurted out, and I, in a fit of fury fought forehead and knocked his fist on the wall between the coupe. Gladyshev jumped next, trying to calm me, but it simply did not exist in my mind. Then he sat in front of it and began to silently contemplate my condition with his large, absorbent everything, the whole world with his stupid laws, and it worked on me faster, and stronger than all persuasions together.
When I calmed down almost came running conductor:
-Young people that floor you here расшумелись?! Go out, have long time: the train will soon go to a standstill...
"Isn't he go back to town? — I was surprised.
-Only in the morning.
We went out on to the platform. I don't know what to do.
-So where are you driving? — again asked Gladyshev, but this time it tupovataya molestation me доканала.
-Yes you went to the devil, Gladyshev! Tell me, better than where you got the bus station.
We entered the station. I rushed to the schedule of trains. In the desired direction first was only three o'clock. Passing. It was too late.
Show me where you got the bus station! again I turned to the Гладышеву, плетущемуся for me, not even wondering which occurred in itself change.
He brought me to the bus station, lost among private houses close to the railway and representing himself single-storey unsightly building, resembling a large barn or a chicken coop. To my surprise there were people. They stood in a queue at one of the closed small little Windows and half asleep and quiet conversations kill time waiting aimless.
I was wondering when you can go to the town, but until the morning in the direction nothing in sight too. The bus left an hour earlier of the first train. But still it was too late. If from here airplanes flew, I would fly, without thinking...
On the street at the bus station, on a small platform, rather reminiscent yard without fence, landed a huge red "Ikarus", чадящий oily soot. In his cabin tempting burned dim light, the passengers were asleep, leaning back in their chairs. The driver cut the engine and opened the door, came down from the cab to the ground and went inside the bus station with a piece of paper in his hands.
I asked him, where is the bus. It turned out that in the right direction.
-But you don't have a timetable! — I was surprised.
-This is four hours late, " explained the driver.
-A place to eat?
-There are three or four free.
-You can go to buy tickets?
-You can.
Gladyshev relentlessly followed me. he was silent now, and he was beaten dog.
I rushed into the building, and overtook the driver in a dark, narrow corridor.
In a hall-room given was full. People shaken off a dream and now Boyko quarreled with each other for the right to buy a ticket. Did not have long to watch them to understand that many of them want to go on that bus.
Wasting no time, I tried to get through to the small, barred, private deaf plywood with a small cut out for the money and the ticket window, but I отпихнули the two accounts, and the whole wrath of the queue moved on to us with Гладышевым, who stood at a distance, but not escaped the fate of being nailed to the pillar of shame and spit on with me.
To do here was nothing, and I dragged Gladysheva to the bus, opened the electrical door of the salon is both a blessing to know where the button, and entered with them into the cabin. We took the vacant places.
Soon appeared the lucky tickets. They walked into the salon and in the ghostly light night light began to look for places available. But those turned out to be two less. The remaining offended passengers rebelled, came the controller, and we quickly выудили and thrown out of the bus, no matter how I tried to convince perturbed that an urgent need to go, to appeal to their conscience, and mercy, and promise each pay triple the price of the tickets.
We stayed in the street, and the bus, showering us Chad left.
"Listen, why do I with you in the bus got? — asked himself Gladyshev't found the answer. He stopped, shrugged and suddenly went far away into the darkness, this is too ссутулившийся.
I caught up with him.
"Wait, where are you?!
-To a fortune. All farewell.
-How? And with me you will not go? The wedding to Veronica do not go?! — I do not want to let go Gladysheva, but he left me.
-I'd never get called, " he was talking on the go and walked rare, but very long strides, so that I could hardly keep up with him, then stopped a moment. Except be there to lead you?! — went again. — Stupid.
"Listen, but how do I find them?
"You know where he lives Veronica?
-But she does not live there, I went...
I don't know, but the wedding will play there.
-In what the registry Office to register?
I don't know! — Gladyshev opened the gate in аккуратненьком, выкрашенном, from the same реечки workbook and stopped at the entrance. "Listen, I do not want more to you pursued me. I came to my Granny entertain any wedding or where not to go, and go not going to. You gotta do you and go away. I haven't been invited, and my soul is not, frankly, with the campaign to communicate, especially after the case...
-What works?
"Do you know? Well. It is not important. All the while!
He closed the gate and disappeared in the darkness, and from house, standing in the yard, shouted:
-I've told you that, for the sake of fun! Don't think that you have it so will act! Chao!..
At the bus station taxi stood. I turned to the driver, and he charged such an exorbitant price, from whose head went round. Bargain, I скостил a good third of the amount, and after a few minutes reclined asleep on the back seat of a speeding car on the highway.
Early in the morning I already got out of the house where you lived before Veronica shivered from the cold autumn wind and with a strange sense of glancing at the window of her apartment, barely lit Eastern dawn.
The door of the apartment long opened, and I felt cruelly deceived, as could already be somewhere very far away, and my wounds, finally, began to heal. Giving as it should be, the most recent kicked in the door, I sat on the stairs and paused. I could not leave. Here and now back God knows why. Believed Гладышеву. But I saw that the apartment is empty, knew it, and still believe!
Going down the street, I saw at the entrance of the discharged wedding rings, ribbons, with a large doll in front, dressed bride machine. To sit alone driver, and stood behind a truck, and some people unloaded from the body of tables, chairs and some boxes.
I asked them why the furniture, and they replied that the wedding. Where the bride and bridegroom and their relatives — none of them knew.
OCS in the city were only two, but they were quite far from each other, and that I could tell her there, when, probably, had been to the unique mood, what happens brides first time preparing to enter the hall of ceremonies. It is unlikely that she would listen to me, and even more to delve into the meaning of my words and spoil your mood. But I did not want to admit to myself that Veronica was lost to me for a long time and forever, Yes, most likely, never belonged to me. I was anxious to see her, and that I can meet her in one of two registry offices, but don't know exactly where and how much, much worried me.
I asked the driver decorated machine where and when will the ceremony, and after a few hours, shifting in his impatience, feet, eyes sought out among the many подъезжающих machines Tu, with a doll in front, which were supposed to arrive Veronica with the Hippopotamus.
I couldn't imagine her next to him, though now resigned somewhere in the depths of the soul, that the wedding will take place.
Soon the square in front of the building of the registry office seemed to several machines at the front of which sat doll-bride. Wedding cortege was numerous and so richly decorated and brightly that immediately stood out among the others.
Parking in front of the civilian registry office was crowded with cars, and a train stopped at a little distance. I saw the groom, and though he was far away, I guessed that it Hippo. He got out of the car, went to the other, and gave his hand to the bride.
My heart застонало. I learned and not learned to Veronica. It seemed dazzlingly beautiful. And the closer couple Suite, the more beautiful and charming she appeared before my eyes. I could not take my gaze from her, as if spellbound.
Veronica approaching, and we could distinguish the smallest lines of her face, the expression of the lips and eyes. She seemed infinitely happy and relaxed. She was looking ahead, beyond space. Behemoth kept her hand on his elbow, looked around, around and managed the talking, smiling with a witness.
Behind the newlyweds went together with a numerous retinue, excited, motley, брызжущая joyful jokes and laughter.
Veronica floated around the corner from me and disappeared in the building, without noticing my sight. I joined her guests and with them went inside.
