TO CHECK UP

I sat in the cottage over the book. Senlak, November, 1969. Night was surprisingly clear and is shrill the cold. Frosty patterns have covered glasses at windows.
– I have spent more year among early Mauri, – have told to me Hejvig. – Also has received there that formation which was necessary for me for my purpose. It were very lovely, kind people. About, certainly, among them were both rascals, and swindlers, at them were the lacks, but as a whole Federation of that time was the happiest and suitable for normal human life. That you will not tell about earlier stages of development which I have passed, up to the twentieth century. There I have sat down in the plane and have flown from Vellingtona to Istanbul. I wished to meet Xenia. Soon we have got married.
Arlo has burst in thanks and a question: «Hton me has rescued, but where Hton was till now?» – look, whom I have found! – he has told aloud, having recollected about the Hell.
– Do not stir, – she has ordered. – it is possible, they will decide to check up and this time. Keep for me, and we will depart to the past. Do not hurry up, I will adapt to you.
The hunter, shamanka, the prophet, the mistress of many and the murderer of many … and here it before me, dressed in the most ordinary clothes: a fashionable suit, nylon stockings, shoes on high heels, in hands a handbag, on lips usual lipstick, also speaks it in English, absolutely not not differing from mine.

The head has risen. On the dirty person tears flew, and behind the confused yellow locks huge eyes shone.
It has not receded, but also has not attacked. Instead she has suddenly smiled – prokazlivoj and a carefree smile which as he has understood, it teased it. He has smiled in the answer, understanding a situation humour, but the girl has suddenly grown dark.
– Yes, you receive sensation of rescue. Go good luck. In the morning, after hour singing and meditation, the family has returned to usual affairs: the father manually processed a small garden. For it it was purely psychological necessity, but not economic. Mother continued work on a paramathematical problem. At one sight at its records at Hejviga the head has begun to spin. Children were engaged with difficult electronic system which carried out functions of the teacher and the tutor.

There was a November, 1213. Hejvig has chosen this month because knew: there will be a dirt, slush, a cold – and agents Eerii will not be on duty at my house. But on the bank of a bay the Gold Horn weather was not such cold though the penetrating wind blew through Black sea from Russia, bringing a rain. In houses of Byzantines for protection against a cold there were only copper braziers – fireplaces here were the expensive. Xenia's small body shuddered from a cold, in lungs rattles were heard.
Hejvig did not participate in actions of agents. It and so has much made also much saw. And that he saw, was awful. Therefore it was transferred to the past and there cried, recession, came to the senses, gained strength for the future.
However, his parents always seemed sad and not only because one has lost an eye, and another – possibility to move but also therefore, it is probable, that could not forget the first-born which name Arlo never heard. That boy has died in infancy, till birth Arlo. He knew about whom only according to old doctor Bedokura. That is why the letter "And" of the First-born has passed to the second child – differently it would name in another way. Arlo knew, that he is the second son and in the opinion of parents belongs to the second grade though they never about it mentioned – there was no need.

– But according to your stories, Jack, my friend, in the future the mankind will refuse a science and will keep only the minimum of technology necessary for maintenance of a life on a planet. People will even more go deep into themselves, in mysticism … I have correctly understood you?
– That you speak! – she has exclaimed. – I was there, in the future. Not for long, but I saw, that Eerija became powerful. I saw Kaleba Uollisa, leaving of the plane. It was old, but I it saw. – it has squeezed fists. – and nobody has killed this mongrel!
Arlo has exposed before itself a salamander and has rushed to run. This time Bedokur, knowing about danger, has departed from road. With what pleasure Arlo would hook its salamander?
Soon its confusion and the irritation connected with Scarlet, oslabli. It was only the little girl, the child which have struck on a head. It is quite natural, th at it reacted irrationally. He will care of it, and she will recover. It liked this thought: to care of it. At it never was a companion-person, and furthermore girls. The present girl: the zombie is not counted, they only the bowls which reason is buried in Htone. To be in a cover, probably, it is fine – but only if t here is a possibility on own will to be pulled out from it outside.
Hejvig left from Manassisa rather anxious. It has returned back, to happier time, has rented a room in hotel, has densely had supper, has laid down to sleep. In the morning he has well had breakfast. It was not lishne for the person who soon should battle.

– Ah, – it has exhaled. – here is how they you … Hold. – she has stretched it a small lamp, but Hejvig, with desperately beating heart, could not hold it exactly. Leonsa has sworn, took a small lamp back and, having clamped it in a teeth, began to saw a file a cable.
– Do not stir, – she has ordered. – it is possible, they will decide to check up and this time. Keep for me, and we will depart to the past. Do not hurry up, I will adapt to you.
At Slejpnira there was an extended head, a body consisting of segments, and eight powerful feet. It was long and stocky, capable not stopping to rush on very narrow tunnels. As did by its good racer – for Atona. At Slejpnira the reason almost was not, but he knew the owner and did not suffer on itself anybody, except it though some person could take away at once.