The Rosy sun was rolled down to distant mountain гряде. His(its) sidelong rays rejected on broken, drowning in dirt byroad long shade from covered by first gentile verdure of the библиотека
poplars.
On curb of the road slowly and it is difficult toddled haggard and израненный Volodya Kaverin.
The Type his(its) was terrible. Been partially burnt and disheveled cloth loafed on him клочьями, stained with blood ruling hand hunged the lifeless lash, but left he compressed толстую суковатую stick, which used on manners of the crutch.
Shot through left leg, swathed turned black from запекшейся shelters by rags, he kept bent and moved onward only by means of sound leg and jammed under mouse of the stick.
His(its) stopped, lifeless glance was directed onward. Sometime there, in eighty kilometers thence, must was be блокпост федералов.
Preodoleti whole this way in its present condition Kaverinu hardly to manage -- and he beautifully understood this. Each motion brought him new sufferings, with each at a walk relentlessly melted the remainder of his(its) power. Practically he was doomed. And, however, he balk moved onward -- there, where the only thing was possible salvation.
Suddenly behind ed the noise of the powerful motor. Meet on this глухом byroad machine -- was an incredible good luck. Or failure -- depending on one, in she went. In any event this was a chance. The Eye Kaverina has come alive, in they have flashed up the hope. He stopped and, not turning round to machine, выкинул aside hand. Low having hung head, he waited -- savings or deaths.
Having Doused Volodyu blue-grey cloud выхлопных gas, near by he stopped army бэтээр.
-- Hey, brother, you russian? -- окликнул him(it) with armours rosy-cheek very young sergeant in defensive бандане.
Kaverin has raised on it coated by dirt and soot person.
-- Russian, russian, -- has wheezed on. -- Peace inhabitant.
-- And whence you such? -- suspicious has asked strict military постарше -- see, officer.
-- Has Rebelled from hell, -- has gloomy answered Volodya and, against will its, unexpectedly взмолился: -- In больничку me, brother...
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