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- For two months now! - He cried out without failing to throw his mug at the cat. - We have been sitting here for two months without any use! Your supernova won't explode, three times cursed and as far away as the horns of the shaitan himself! There is no such thing: everything that was trumpeted about you is true! You are a loser... Moreover, you are a dangerous maniac. For some reason, you've put some kind of nonsensical bliss in your head!... So stay with this tailed bastard, who, as soon as you weaken, will be the first to cling to your throat! That's enough - I'm leaving. And you crawl up and down the damn stairs!
Eat pine needles, drink boiling water and feed the cat with your shit. Let's see if you will last long.
Petko Patich had the right to revolt against such obvious panic. Grabbing the screamer's breasts and waving him well from side to side, the astronomer roared:
- Do you have any idea what these steps mean to me? Now, knock me down on your nose: Thousands of your shaitans will not pull me away from here, and no rabid gang will move me from this place!
In this way, Patich set out his credo, letting go of the softened technique. And then the latter, in turn, noticed the cold barracks, as if the last, cowardly, frightened spirit could not come to mind. The technician announced to the mountains and stars that he would immediately get away with it, for it was impossible to stay with the psycho who had almost killed him.
- Only out of compassion! - He yelled. - Out of humanity I spell: wake up and leave with me, or you will be late tomorrow!
Then Patich laughed and said:
- I remember the Robinson's boat!
Muri was holding the astronomer's legs defiantly. Feeling cold-blooded contempt for the cat, the technician couldn't contain his indignation. All his powerless hatred was now turned to this cunning and insolent creature.
- You sneaky, ungrateful creature, will wait for an hour when your crazy benefactor falls from powerlessness or freezes in his tower next to a useless magnifying glass. And you'll get drunk enough, I have no doubt... You live off fools, and you'll eat them: but not me. No, you can't get to me like you can get to some blind people!
When the door slammed behind the traitor, Patich stirred up the last handful of barley drink in the kettle and moved the rustic to himself. And here's what he told the cat:
- She still slammed - she wouldn't show much. I wonder what our stumps will say about it there, in the council?
And Petko Patich proudly rose, having ruffled his Beethoven mane with five pounds. He was no stranger to pathetics.
- You fool!" he remembered the technique that had been running. - He rushes out his tongue and stays where he is. I am staying - but I left. And how far away I have gone!
Astronomer smelled in the toilet. A thermos with barely painted boiling water had already been prepared.
- You must have nowhere else to go, huh? - he winked at the cat. - So you'd better sit with me!
The cat did not hurt at all this sincere participation. Patich opened the door on patrol for a few seconds, but Muri managed to draw air into his nostrils and feel the presence of an ambulance in the still icy air.
- Like hell I'm staying here," mumbled the cat under my nose.
When the thaw began, he left immediately and left a chain of traces in Pieště, Matina, Horvara and Rizice, which were covered with snow.
At the same time, Timosha the goose set a new record, multiplying one hundred and forty four per thousand (the answer was counted in ten and a half hours). At the other end of the world, Tong Rampa, a young Tibetan from Lhasa, left his hometown hibernation.
The capital city of Tibet lived a normal life; lonely tourists were tired of staring at Potala, and Chinese chauffeurs, who obligingly brought the rich to the seventh heaven of the Celestial Empire, staying in jeeps and "uaziki", littered dollars. They looked at the local poverty with contemptuous laziness. Few people noticed the low tall mountaineer - only a Chinese policeman who had been exiled to this godforsaken land for curving the party line, leaned toward the young man - and immediately got bored.
Tong passed through the city, which consisted of a palace, stairs and stone unassuming houses, and was left alone in the desert of a giant plateau. The yak fat and dried lamb meat fit in the shoulder bag. He walked as if wound up, squinting his eyes already drowning in heavy bags and licking the salt from the tip of his mustache.
Having visited Long Chu Monastery of his brother, the venerable Togai Lama, received a blessing and dinner with his disciples, Rampa immediately began the main part of the simple plan and headed towards Kailas - the great magical mountain. Tonga's festive garment was caught in the sweat of righteousness, and his lice were sometimes exhausted from his hair. The pilgrim did not bother to pay attention to such trifles and rarely stopped scratching or shaking off the bandage they recklessly crawled on.
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To be continued in the next part