Truly, - police. But I have outwitted everything, the guy. I have risen at gate since the evening. Ha! And I have entered there
the first. The whole twenty dollars a day to think only! Same a heap of money.
Dik listened to the Negro with indulgent curiosity. It was the worker of high qualification and for a long time has forgotten that
Well, at us it was much easier, - he has told.
And to you have told, where will carry? To us - is not present. However, what to us business, the truth? - Mike has
accurately combined a newspaper cutting.
Any building is started, - has carelessly thrown Dik. - There we will see.
If we will not see, too it doesn't matter. It is less nobility - to live longer. So after all, the guy? Perhaps...
Dik it was pulled, having thrown hands for a head, and Mike has seen at it under the arm a long rough scar.
However, the guy, - has murmured it, - you, to see, the big fan to play cards? No, it is the Bayonet, - Dik has grinned.
Bayonet? Well. During war I was the corporal in marines. Any dzhap (a contemptious nickname of Japanese) has stuck me
with a bayonet on Gvadalkanale. (Island Gvadalkanal - a place of the most fierce fights between Americans and Japanese
during Pacific war (1941 1945)) Here where there was a meat grinder...
You were on Gvadalkanale, the guy? Fine! And I went for a drive across Europe.
Was at war? Well! On the conveyor the driver. Two times burnt, here is how! Time near Cherbourg and time in Ardenness.
Both with liking have looked against each other. Dik it is cheerful рассмеялся:Какова a life, and? Were at war in different
doomsday, and now we dangle in one trough.
For twenty dollars a day... Not too badly! To us qualified, promised more - on twenty five. Eh, Mike, - Dik has tapped on the
shoulder of the Negro, - where only I did not happen! It seems, I fought in port taverns of all world. With Englishmen, Danes...
Well, to fight... That good? And me without it it is boring! Has returned, wiping a palm of companies, Charlie, and the Negro
поднялся:Ладно, I will go I will have a sleep, guys. All good! Drag, - Charlie has muttered. - come still.
He has taken seat on plank beds near to Wild and it is heavy вздохнул:Слушай, Dik, we will go on a deck. Here me directly
inside out turns out.
Yes is not present. They, likely, all now below. We will go? Dik has risen and has gone to a gangway conducting on a deck.
Charlie, being had by the throat and widely being spacing out, has trudged behind it.
Dik and Charlie Holmes and Harver "worked on one of the enterprises of the building company". One month ago, in the late
evening. Dik, as always tipsy, was to Charlie in a new small house which that has bought recently on the instalment plan.