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Today Sunday 26 May 2013 12:13:27
- How is not present? - Lipochka has told. - I was last week.
- Welcome in office.
Lipochka it is obedient has gone with all convolutions on long corridors and ladders. Appointment delay has confused her, but the pleasure proceeded, heart fought strenuously. "Any error, - thought it. - the new attendant... Perhaps, Diku have translated in other chamber..."
In office the young man in a leather jacket sat. In a room it has been hot heated, smelt as iron of an oven and a paint, and the window leaf has been opened. Frosty easy steam entered into it, stlalsja to a floor and thawed at a table.
- Than I can serve, a companion? - The young man has kindly asked.
- To me appointments to the husband, Venediktom Venediktovichem Lisenko are resolved.
- And me do not start up.
- Quite clearly.
- That is... Why it is clear?
The leather jacket has rummaged in a heap of the papers lying on a table, and has got sheet. It was "Inquiry on business of companion Arhipa Lisenko". In the bottom of the long indication written by another's, unfamiliar handwriting, it has been printed: "the conclusion of the inspector" and a scribble is written: "belaj rashot".
Lipochka has in perplexity looked at a leather jacket.
- Forgive, - she has told, - I do not understand.
Is means that your husband have sentenced to execution.
- My husband call Venediktom, instead of Arhipom, - trembling all over, Lipochka has told.
- Zhurinsky, - the leather jacket in the next room has shouted, - to Pankratov of whom have sent yesterday?
- Venedikta Lisenko from "Pochtelja".
The leather jacket has looked at a paper, has represented extreme bewilderment on the person and has told the most kind tone:
- Forgive, a companion, here there was a misunderstanding. Venedikta Lisenko from "Pochtelja" have shot instead of captured denikinskogo officer Arhipa Lisenko. Annoying enough, know, misunderstanding.
Some instants Lipochka thought nothing. For hunger and weariness at it rustled in ears. She could not think all irreparableness of an event. In her head the thought that its Diki, such expensive and gently favourite, no did not hold. It it is attentive, without blinking, looked at a well-cared shaved face of a leather jacket. At last, any thought has flown in her eyes. It has made a step forward, has approached to a table, has put on it the purchases and, leaning against a table the ends of fingers, has bent down to the person of a leather jacket.
- You speak, - she has distinctly and loudly told, - misunderstanding. How it so it is possible to kill the person due to a misunderstanding? Yes you know, whom you have killed? You have killed the one who in all life has made to nobody harms. Who was a man of the people also all life worked for the people. All life assorted letters, dispatched them on the paths, all life thought, as though what rustic, illiterate letter was not gone, has reached to the address. He never was engaged in any policy. It served always to business, without asking about working hours, without thinking of a payment. You have killed him! His son is killed eserami during suppression of July revolt... It has offered the son for you, and you have killed him.
- The madam, - has told, rising, the young man, - I to you has told that it is shot due to a misunderstanding. The error is always possible. To ourselves it very annoyingly.
- No, such error is never possible, - with a shivering head Lipochka has told. - you will not revive and will not return me it! At the imperial government of such error could not be. Then executed, instead of killed.
- I will ask you, a companion, without comparisons, - the leather jacket has exclaimed.
Curious persons looked out of the next room pistsov and the Soviet officials. The Red Army man who has resulted Lipochku, was trampled down at doors.
- And I to you will tell, - is sonorous, having raised the voice, continued Lipochka, - that there was no need you to undertake the power when you are not able to make anything. You are hated and despised by all. You executioners and murderers of Russian people, and yours Lenin - arhimerzavets and the rascal...
- As you dare! - zabormotal the young man.