- He it perfectly understands all, the leader of Makomber, - has impatiently interrupted its Aramis. - To business.
- Correctly! - Two-headed Jul has responded. - It time pulls, and you sentimentalise with it, have a talk with it! - do not disturb,
the pirate, - has told Aramis. - Continue, a leader of Makomber.
- So, - the leader of Makomber has said, - the situation has sharply changed now. As a result of the second fatal flaw of a so
-called Great Octopus most excellent "language" what only it is possible to wish in an emergency has got to our hands...
- And what was its first error? - Two-headed Jul has fondly enquired.
- Its first error was that it has sent you to us to the Earth, - Aramis has answered. - But if you interrupt...
- I am silent, I am silent, - has hasty murmured Two-headed Jul.
- It is obvious that our initial strategema, - the leader of Makomber continued, - secretly to get through the boarding screen
into limits of residence of the Great Octopus and to search for the wonderful doctor at random is fraught any with dangerous
and tiresome unexpectedness. Numerous guards, every possible traps continually... The Plan of residence at us is not
present. Neither two-headed Jul, nor Jaturkenzhensirhiv in residence never were... By the way, and where
Jaturkenzhensirhiv? Aramis has stepped to a refrigerator and has opened a door. Has tumbled down frosty steam.
- Get out, the small scoundrel, - has told Aramis.
JAturkenzhensirhiv has got out. It shivered with a cold, under eyes tears have frozen, the fluffy skin has been covered by a
thick frost deposit. He has sneezed and has cautiously twirled the turned white nose. Its sight has stopped on dejected
Meese.
- What? - tonenko prodrebezzhal it. - all? - Everything, everything, - Aramis has told and has closed a refrigerator. - I am sorry,
a leader of Makomber.
- To put it briefly, the success of our enterprise on initial strategeme is rather unevident. An another matter - now. Now we
can expect to get to doctor Itaj-itaj directly through the boarding chamber.
- So, - Aramis has told.
- So! - with an iron voice Athos has clanked.
- It is impossible, - proskrezhetal Mees. - In chambers of the wonderful doctor there is no reception screen.
- In that case, Mees, - the leader of Makomber has strictly said, - you will give us the code number of any reception screen
within residence and spend us to the wonderful doctor.
- It is impossible! - Mees has barked, squatting on turned in paws. - me will destroy! I cannot!.
Aramis has put to it on a nape a strong palm.
- You can, - he has tenderly said, looking in the goggle eyes which have grown stiff with horror. - all you can. And you will
give the code number to us, and spend to doctor Itaj-itaj.
4В collision with earth dwellers "Black Pirajja" has lost only the mate car on live brains, and Two-headed Jul, certainly, has
told lies, when has declared Meesu as if the boarding chamber at it has carried a direct hit. The chamber was tselehonka,
simply far-sighted leader of Makomber has ordered to block temporarily the screen, differently inquisitive Mees would not fail
to place imperceptibly aboard somebody from the spies - to look, listen and smell. It is necessary to tell that the principle
telescreen transportatsii was known for a long time already to a terrestrial science, only has not found practical application as
about espionage, robbery and larceny on our planet only vague memoirs have remained. To such master as Athos, and to
such scientist as Aramis, to understand the mechanism of this device was all the same that a water glass to drink, they have
learnt to operate it on the Moon when prepared "Black Pirajju" for return flight. And here all crew has with its full complement
passed from a board brigantiny directly in underground corridors of residence of the Great Octopus.
They moved in single file. Ahead, dragging on a floor the ends kozhistyh wings, tousled and very dissatisfied Mees hobbled.
A stone's throw away behind it, quietly going, the leader of Makomber strode; in the right hand glorified kosmoletchik
compressed a handle pjatidesjatizarjadnogo the blaster, in left it bore a portfolio from a skin venerianskogo a hippopotamus,
filled with any heavy roundish subjects, pockets of its jacket puffed up from spare holders. On his shoulder a back
Jaturkenzhensirhiv forward sat, stared red eyes and tensely listened attentively to thoughts of Two-headed Jula.