I have already understood it itself, and to me became surprisingly interesting and terrible. Gee whizz, I have thought. More
likely! Suddenly it seemed to me that I fly up, and I have seized hands a stone under myself. The stranger has suddenly risen.
You know, I will better go, - he has told plaintively. - I do not love senseless victims. You sit, and I will go. As it to me has not
come to a head earlier! It has hasty gone along coast, stumbling on stones, and then has suddenly shouted from afar: - you
excuse me if with you that happens! After all it does not depend on me! It left all further and further and has soon turned to a
small black figure against hardly phosphorescing waves. It seemed to me that it has swung and has thrown in waves
something white. Probably, it was the barefoot person.
Here so we also have left it.
Unfortunately, I could not learn it in crowd. Unless there would be any miracle. I never and anything else have not heard
about it, and, in my opinion, anything especial in that summer at sea coast does not happen. Possibly its girl all the same was
hooked for any bough, and they have then got married. After all it had the most serious intentions. I know only one. If
sometime, shaking hands with the new acquaintance, I suddenly will feel that I become a source of a powerful magnetic
field, and in addition I will notice that new znakomets smokes much, often coughs, etak - khym-khum, it means, whether
know, it, a phenomenon, centre of miracles, huge fluctuation.
Zhilin has finished the story and has victoriously inspected listeners. JUre the story was pleasant, but he, as always, and has
not understood, has invented all he is Zhilin or told the truth. Just in case he during all story sceptically grinned.
Charm, - has told Jurkovsky. - But most of all I like morals.
What it for morals? - Has told Bulls.
The morals are that, - have explained Jurkovsky. - There is nothing impossible, there is only an improbable.
And besides, - Zhilin has told, - the world is full of surprising things is time. And two. What do we know about probabilities? -
You to me here a teeth do not exorcise, - has told Bulls and has risen. To you, Ivan, I see, do not give rest Michael
Antonovicha's literary laurels. This story you can insert into the memoirs.