First I tried to get instead of the lost another bayonet-knife. But поспрашивав the comrades understood, this almost impossible. We had to pay too and a lot of money.
Lead me my friends on one warrant officer, who could продат me a bayonet, but a hundred roubles, that he has requested, I was not in sight. He said that in College I cheaper bayonet-knife won't buy, so until he changed his mind, we should take from him. But I refused, and prapor said that I didn to him on this issue обращалс, but the one who sent me, and he knows who it is, he "good embeds the Mord to not popped anyone.
Still, probably I should by any hook or by crook take the money and buy it from this bayonet, because, indeed, anywhere else in the whole school, it was impossible to get a similar thing. But in my душонке still glimmered still дурацка hope for a miracle, that a bayonet there or there would be, that would save my position.
There was another withоломинкка, for which I really wanted to cling to. Slutsk, помнитс, said, I am not passed the bayonet, and the rest allegedly returned and surrendered their arms, personally. And if it was wrong, it was to try to unleash Slutsk on this fact and make confess where gone weapons, улиив him of lying and pressing, as it should be. Then I can and VA-Bank to go, at all, to tell him where he was gone "knife", not even hint and put as the fact that he had a battalion commander and not without his help.
Wasting no time, I quickly found one after another duty and дневального standing with me. And what was I, when I heard from both the affirmative. Both claimed they had passed the weapon in a pyramid. Evidently someone found before me...
From them I learned that they were called after the first couple of hours in battery, [they gave up their weapons in a pyramid. Moreover, each separately, and one other't see and know that he too came to the barracks.
Therefore, caused them, and I have forgotten? Turned out very interesting. Seemed several questions at once. I long thought how to turn these facts in their favor, but I could not think of. Wanted was to approach the Slutsky and ask why he caused to surrender their weapons, and forgot me. But I thought I thought real hard, and decided not to do that: still won't prove anything. The commander knows how to spin things so famously, that no dogs are not подкопает, mosquito nose is not undermine.
I spit on all and decided: whether that be.
So two days passed. No I didn't touch, as if nothing had happened. Nothing unusual for this time not happened, except that I had no laziness crappy state of mind, engaged in further reverence manuscripts taken from the house of the old man, and once again proved that the manuscripts were very valuable, as far as I allowed to judge my erudition and knowledge of the history and the world of books.
Instances caught me in the hand were the original, unusual and probably unique. I had never read. Ancient manuscripts were given to me with difficulty. But take a book of my father: uncommon thought необыные views on things that constantly served us abundantly зацементированные dogma of an official science, look at our life as if from the side, from behind a hill that is called, sober philosophical judgments were all for me fresh, unusual, fascinating, interesting. Unbelievable, but that I would not force and clubbed to read in our textbooks on philosophy and Durga Sciences social science, this book I read in one gulp and with incredible delight. Although, of course, the share of euphoria was and that it was not someone to be the manuscript, and my father's work.
Another very заинтересовавшая me manuscript called "Magic, black and white", which describes a hair stood on end, was done terribly, terribly were to believe that this is indeed the case, but the credibility of the narrative forced to believe that it's true. In the first Asti book described the various ways in collusion with evil spirits, the use of impure force DL achieve their goals, and in the second, on the contrary, the methods of protection from it and run a divine force. Needless to say, that modern man all these descriptions seem tales, however, why did someone read my hair rose дыбком and it was terrible night even go to the toilet, where, as usual, did no one bulb.
I am very заинтерессовался got me manuscripts, but read them interfered with bad handwriting and lack of time: to school to take these papers I feared due to excessive любопытствамоих classmates and read them on here, a little before the night and after, well after midnight.
So spent two days full of the joy of communicating with the wonderful creations of human hands. But despite this grace and peace be delivered reading things such unusual, deep down somewhere stabbed, копошилс, not угоманивался worm's concern for the lost weapon. Premonition of trouble and distress heavy stone lay on the heart.
Feelings, intuition is not deceive me. About me again remembered.
On the third day, after lunch, I was again summoned the battery commander.
-Rent, comrade cadet, read and sign below, that you have read and familiarized he said to me, flinging it across the table several bonded sheets standard paper, written in small, close handwriting.
I took the paper, and as to read them, a feeling of frustration and resentment from нессправедливости more and more overcome with me. From a huge injustice towards me from the commander of the battery eyes filled with tears, and her breath at all сперло.
These were the materials of the investigation, held on the occasion of the loss of me bayonet-knife. It stated the following:
"on June 17 cadet Yakovlev when changing the dress was lost received a bayonet. The investigation found that the weapons cadet Yakovlev lost in the power of personal недисциплинировнности and irresponsibility. Bayonet for the number 357 not been commissioned received his cadet Yakovlev to the Armory or transferred to a new duty under the painting, which дневальным battery cadet Yakovlev created the preconditions for the loss of a bayonet-knife...
I think that all responsibility for the loss of weapons lies on an Yakovlev, and propose to pay damages государсству, arising out of the loss, with a ratio of ten at his expense...
The battery commander senior l-t Лshoemakerн."
Below already stood resolution наальника school:
"Given Yakovlev material damages for lost bayonet-knife using кратноти ten in the amount of 179 roubles, 20 kopecks возмесстить bayonet N 357 written off the books of material resources accounting Department.
Head of the College major General Долговязов."
One hundred and seventy-nine rubles! I was taken aback. Where can I взяь such money? And it's still to the considerable debts that I already have before ссокурсниками. For me it was crushing a blow to the solar plexus in most поддыхло. Now I never exactly already tono not escape was out of debt. The miracle does not happen, Yes this would be expected if to think soberly.
I read already written on several standard sheets of but still standing and stared at them, unable to believe, what happened.
-Examined, Yakovlev? Then расписывайся and hurry, I do not have much time to deal here with you half an hour.
The words of the battalion brought me out of my torpor.
"But, comrade senior Lieutenant, where I will take this money? I asked, finally.
-I do not know. It is not my business. Probably will be deducted from your prom payday.
"But I then almost nothing to get on release!
-But why? Half and even more of your lifting you'll do well.
But I have a big debt, comrade senior Lieutenant. If that happens, then I will have to отдат all my money, and I'll stay by the debtor. I am very расситывал at the graduation fee. What should I do now?
-I do not know, comrade cadet. Both lost a bayonet, and pay the Piper. He also costs money. Who is to blame that you lost it? And numberь managed to lose, you learn and settled.
-Yes, but worth something and he is not one hundred seventy-nine rubles! Why should I pay for it in ten times more, eat it really worth it? After all, almost two hundred turns out! Why?
-Don't you know the order of the Minister of defense for the loss of the weapon, its value shall be compensated in the tenfold size?
-I don't know, frankly I lied, hoping to get their hands a little зацепочку, for which you could be able to keep.
-Very sad. And that is a future officer! How do you people something to command? Have all порастащат, попродают, if you do not know such simple things. And, by the way, the order of this years, probably as much as you, and even more will be. Now, if you don't know, I bring you again. There is such order of the Minister of defense, he called the number, according to which for the loss of weapons of personal discipline guilty pays its cost tenfold. That happened. It is clear to you or not?
He made a deep puff and released the smoke in my direction, smiled indulgently.
-But isn't it squandered or propyl? I passed it to the battery.
-Who saw it? — asked the commander.
-The duty...
-The duty? And still?
-All.
-Ha-ha-ha, " laughed the commander, Yakovlev, you already adult guy, two dozens of years already, and say such nonsense, justified only пятиклашке some and then двоешнику round. Don't you know that for any доказательтва need have we of witnesses? Do you think that the duty recognizes that you handed him a knife? I deeply doubt about. Then, is it to pay for weapons придетс him. Why do you need this? Who hunting bills? We are all smart, all want at the expense of others, нахалявку. Here and go get the he admitted that he took you a bayonet. Pay-something he did not want to.
-I also do not want, but what?..
-So are you, " smiled combat almost comradely, almost familiar, " you're quite another matter. You're lost a bayonet signed? You and pay. Lose it though cadet DOE, which you gave revile him, the answer you. That is the law of life.
He paused and затнулся, пригубив cigarette.
-Well, all! Signed? — asked then. -Now go, and do not bother me work. I also have in addition to your other things.
The commander leaned over the table and зачеркал a pen on paper, drawing his hasty small hand and making it clear to me that the conversation between us is over.
-I have not yet signed, comrade senior Lieutenant, I asked him again.
-Well, расписывайся, " he said, not raising his head.
-And if I don't рсписываться, what then? — I asked the caller question.
'Nothing, ' replied the senior Lieutenant Лshoemakerн, just that I know that I am dealing with a coward and a scoundrel who is afraid to answer for his actions. And on the course of your work painting absolutely no effect.
-Why did they sign? — I wondered.
-Supposed to, sign that I have read.
I put his scrawl the materials of the investigation, put the paper on the table battalion commander and he wanted was to get out as then his voice stopped me:
"Wait, " he said, looking at the paper above his paintings write: "With the materials of the investigation familiar"and below that put his name...
The building before dinner, our commanders decided to gather a battery that last time was a rarity, because it went to production, and they allowed themselves to relax a little.
Collect our battery accounted for about twenty minutes, and it does not show that the underground warning system was clearly organized else since the mid — end of the third year. Someone summoned by telephone from just met their girlfriends and wives, and for someone and had to run to the city. "Excuse", as always, had iron: sat in the farthest corner of the uchilishchnoj libraries for the flower of a spreading palm trees, and did not Mogi find, or went to practice outdoor sports ground, then lay down in the grass on the obstacle course and fell asleep too long could not find.
But somehow, go twenty minutes battery actually built.
By the way, and officers have not asked sternly, as before, and looked at so significant delays through his fingers.
When all the battery was built, is completed and verified by the number of people, the commander called me out and вывев the middle, addressed the cadets:
-As you know, товрищи cadets, this friend a few days ago was on duty that ноью slept and made care of the division самовольщиков. For this he will be punished. But this same cadet, this обормот — I it differently and can't name is lost when you change with the attire of his bayonet. Find it failed. Наальник уилища ordered an investigation. Found the weapons lost in the power of negligent handling of a cadet Yakovleva, that is, that's it, — he pointed in my direction, negligent treatment. The investigation is finished. With comrade Yakovlev will be retained by the tenfold value of weapons. It's almost two hundred rubles! I advise you to consider an example of your friend and be careful when handling weapons, подмать about the attitude to preservation and conservation. I think that two hundred extra rubles nobody does. soon you will be issued. The state will pay you a certain, fairly large sum of money. Now, comrade Yakovlev their money will not receive fully, as if he wanted to. See that someone has not happened yet the same...
After dinner I lay down on the bed, broken and humiliated. Not even lay — collapsed, like the spot. The mood was so пршивое that did not want to live. Die, that's all!
None of roommates not paying attention to me. On the one hand, and rightly so, because the word here were алоутешительны, but on the other... on The other hand wanted to horror d-the understanding of the sight of someone's sympathy, friendly words of comfort, even attempted to ease my suffering. No one has found the courage to come up to me and say at least one word at least a hand on my shoulder put.
Zhora Плевый read his book. At dinner he pontificated поинтересовлся: "How so?", I only indifferently waved his hand. Roma Kudryavtsev fled together with other football fans to play on the nearest school stadium, located directly next door. Maxim Savchenko tinkered with some радиосхемой, poking at her soldering iron. He was a master of this. When after the third year we moved from barracks in полуказарменное hostel, he proposed to make the system to disable the lights and electrical appliances in our room, when the door opened to after lights out, you could read, listen to a tape recorder and other forbidden things. Invented himself, he offered himself, and made all three of us just helped him in this.
I bwas not able to force myself to heat any. Brutal, heavy melancholy attacked me. All my thoughts were about where to get money now. But thinking was difficult, thoughts flowed slowly, malleablee, confused, mixed with one доугой, either as self-adhesive resin.
