the attention that in the middle of the yard the carpet was already spread out and stood
wooden chair for a knesinka. The team gradually met from different
the parties, taking on a rank everyone the place. Just as then, angrily thought
Wolfhound. He did not love uncertainty because nothing good it is usually
for it did not come to an end, and internally bristled up. Again court?. Yes on this
time with what stat?.
Just in case he ran all over eyes of the face of boyars. Luchezara-Levogo was not
it is visible, and on that thanks. But there was the one whom the Wolfhound about himself
called Right, - the boyar Krut Milovanych, gray-haired, nemeryany force the warrior with
square face and same shoulders. It stood also now to the right of
chairs, still empty. He looked at the Wolfhound with gloomy bewilderment, and
that, having looked narrowly, on his face guessed: army heroes not
better he was understood why it was required to a knesinka in utter
wound to bring together them in the yard.
The young ruler, however, did not force itself to wait As soon as
Bravlin brought the Wolfhound to edge of a carpet, a door in knesinka rooms
it was dissolved, and Elen Gluzdovna came to a porch. She held in hand
carefully curtailed dark gray suede raincoat.
- The Gy esa, the monarchess, - now bowed all being in the yard.
- And to you to a pozdorov, kind people, - she responded. Having become straight,
The wolfhound met it eyes at once. Then intercepted angry and
the blank look Right also pricked up the ears even more. Meanwhile
the knesinka sat down in the chair, inspected dissatisfied boyars, reddened and not
without call hitched up a chin. She told:
- Approach here, the Wolfhound!
The wolfhound carefully stepped into a fluffy carpet and stopped in two
steps from it. Knesinka Elen once again looked round and too got up,
having turned out it up to a shoulder though the chair was supplied with a footboard. On cheeks
the young monarchess hot spots flared, but the voice never trembled. It
loudly and loudly uttered the hiring formula dawned time
bodyguard:
- I want that you protected me the armed hand. Cover me,
when attack me!
The wolfhound so did not expect anything similar that for a moment
simply stood, having become puzzled. But then fell before a knesinka on
knees and deafly answered:
- While I am living, nobody bad will touch you, madam.
He overheard the indignant grumble of a team. And finally understood,
that she is kind there is nothing to wait.
- And still I want that you accepted from me this...
Knesinka began to develop a raincoat - fine manufacture a raincoat on
short, but very dense and warm fur. He on himself was truly
magnificent gift, - and and the last bast mat is wrapped
precious brocade when it is given by the leader. Wolfhound, however, at once
noticed that pleated a raincoat a certain subject disappeared. And then at it
simply heart stopped. Because the knesinka pulled out outside and
stretched it its sword.
At first he decided what seemed to it. But is not present. That sheath of color
old tree, twisted with a shoulder belt, with a rigid eyelet,
pritachanny sideways for Mysh. That brilliant crosspiece and handle,
which he managed to remember to the smallest leaf smart
silver pattern... The wolfhound took a sword, felt the acquaintance on palms
also suspected weight that it was nevertheless not the dream.
Team it is dumbfounded and with offense looked at the daughter of the leader.
Will return кнес, something will tell! If did not grasp the baby by an ear. What else
the bodyguard, why, if each of them tested soldiers is proud for her
to die?. And from whom to protect? Citizens on hands carry, overseas
merchants the best goods hurry to bow... No, give it the security guard. And
to whom herself charged? To foreign, alien person, convict, shackles
carrying precisely for robbery!. To the murderer!. To Inoplemennik!. Vienna!.
The wolfhound a back felt these views and perfectly understood what
it was necessary to wait. But for it it was indifferent.
Later he will be told that the arrantsky ship instead of a fair wind
the passer ran on mad. And all night long dangled behind external
islands, hiding from a storm. And to the merchant Darsy who took a nap in master's
pokoychik, the mighty, dressed in terrible lightnings unknown dreamed
God. "VIVIDLY DEVELOP the SHIP, - as if this God told
to the frightened arrant, - And THAT the SWORD To WHICH YOU DARED to STRETCH
HAND, NOT LATER THAN AT DAWN KNESINKI HAD ELEN. BUT NOT THAT..."
Whether it is necessary to say that the merchant with shout woke up and now ordered
to set short storm sails. And then - to cut an anchor rope from
expensive halisunsky hemp as the anchor for something was hooked on
seabed. And with the first gleams of a dawn already ran on the wet street to
to Krom...
In the turn the Wolfhound learns about it and with overdue gratitude
will remember the promise of a sword not to leave it, how long he will not profane it
unworthy act. But all this will be then for now he was kneeling,
looked at a knesinka and was silent.
When morning reigned in the Universe
And Gods from ashes created the world,
They divided to Sil and Wisdom
And to people not equally they were distributed.
The man got terrible Force,
Iron muscles and look fearless,
That those who are weaker than it were protected by it,
If it is necessary, and in hand-to-hand.
And by right wives got Wisdom,
That handed ancestors precepts
To the children, in love and caress born -
Reflection imperishable eternal Light.
Since then, if it is necessary, there is a man,
Protecting the house in a cruel fight;
How long peacefully the splinter burns,
Habits, master's at the wife.
And if suddenly she raises the voice,
By no means on it the warrior does not grumble:
Not for it knowledge of life -
Fight is terrible, but in fight more simply.
7. 7. ANYBODY
Soon the Wolfhound suspected, and a bit later and was for certain convinced: it
the young benefactor herself also plainly did not know why to her, actually
bodyguard. When the knesinka was removed in the rooms, and angry
heroes stretched who where, the myatelnik - special approached the Wolfhound
the servant knowing attires of a team and a family of the knes.
- Let's go, mister, - he told a vein. - Elen Gluzdovna ordered to you
clothes beautiful to pick up.
Yes where still, the Wolfhound thought, pressing presented to a breast
raincoat. But aloud, of course, told nothing and obediently followed, for
surely walking servant, On the road he began to fit through a shoulder
the belt from a sheath, but bethought at once and pulled down it back: probably all
equally now it is necessary to remove.
Myatelnik was седобород, the osanist also is executed advantages. Real
the old servant from those that observe honor of the house more the owner. It
brought the Wolfho
und into a spacious cage where on chests were spread already out
dresses which he offhand considered suitable for high and strong
vein. The wolfhound ran all over them eyes began to miss and understood that the myatelnik had
very vague idea of the one who such bodyguards and than they
are engaged. And from where to it? Inhabitants of Krom in the majority were
the soldiers not only who were not needing protection but also capable for whom
it is necessary to stand Why near a knesinka one more armed fighter! Unless
only for appearance. Here the servant also spread out a little on motley covers
suites, unbending from embroidery, and to them modern tight trousers. In them with
sin in half it was still possible to stand or sit, but, say, on a horse
to vsprygnut - shame you will not be gathered: now will burst in a step.
The wolfhound quietly sighed and turned to the old man.
- What is your name, father?
- Zychk, - the myatelnik answered.
- And on the father?
The servant with astonishment hesitated, then smoothed a beard:
- Zhivlyakovich...
- Whether is not present at you, Zychko Zhivlyakovich, a soft leather cover? - asked
Wolfhound. - It that to cover a chain armor.
Having nodded, the myatelnik shifted gleaming color silk aside
to uzorochya, unmistakably opened one of chests, and soon the Wolfhound already
tried on thin, well dressed brownish cover. He went down to
the middle of hips, and on hands reached almost elbows. An eye at the old servant
was swept together, the Wolfhound moved shoulders, bent, sat down and understood,
that the cover will precisely lay down over a chain armor and will not begin to disturb. Behind a cover
trousers like those that the Wolfhound already carried followed, is only newer, and
light boots with ties are higher than an ankle. And, at last, simple, without
any embroidery, a shirt from a thick cloth.
- And you, the kind good fellow, directly gather for a host, - noticed Zychko.
The wolfhound wanted to grumble as usual "Perhaps and I gather", but
changed the mind and answered:
- In such business you do not know when it has to ratitsya. Thanks to you so far,
Zhivlyakovich.
Then he found for the boyar Krut. The wolfhound found the old soldier on
backyard. Angry with a trick of the young monarchess, Right
unburdened the heart, bellowing at the adolescents without mustache who were active oak amusing
swords. This roar heard on all fortress also prompted to the Wolfhound,
where to look for it.
Having looked at the boyar, he first doubted whether costed with it in general
to start talking. Also thought that a name Right - It is abrupt - very much looked like
the sat-down nickname, Or perhaps and former a nickname because is fine
true names at solvenn too were known only by relatives moreover
blizhniki-sworn brothers. The half-naked, shining with sweat adolescents turned aside,
jumped and cut weighty, hryvnias for twenty five, with pieces of wood in everything
the parties, a bottom and over the head. The boyar went among flexible youths a bear
bear also distributed to neskladekha fatherlike boxes on the ear. It kept up it
to do without big work: its years, gray-haired, will catch up not soon.
He noticed the Wolfhound watching it and did not give a sign, only
flushed even more, but veins did not leave, and at last Right itself called
it:
- Hey, you there! Come here! The wolfhound carefully lowered down to the ground chubby
the parcel with a raincoat and clothes also approached.
- Why I have to trust you?. - drilling it a stare
small gray eyes, the boyar inquired. In its voice to the Wolfhound
genuine bitterness was heard. He kept silent a little, considering the answer, and
quietly spoke:
- Because madam trusts me.
- To you she is a madam! - growled Right. - And me - the daughter native! How much
to me know that you, the hanged man will not offend her?
The wolfhound necessarily remembered good fellows, restive, heavy on a hand,
which cajole each other, being pushed with abrupt shoulders and considering,
whether it is worth fighting already properly. You should not have fought definitely. Means,
someone had to concede.
- Tell better, the voivode whether threatened who Gluzdovna? - quietly asked
Wolfhound. - There were some letters podmetny? Or conversation bad
who heard?
- There was nothing, - slightly cooling down, muttered It is abrupt. - And on what you
it, обормот?
- It is necessary, is not necessary, not ours with you mind business, - the Wolfhound told.
- Ordered, it is necessary to serve. Whether madam has still bodyguards?
- No! - still unkindly, but already without former fierce hostility
the boyar answered. - Допрежь was not and you will not for long stay.
- As madam orders, and will be become, - the Wolfhound told. - Thanks for
science, voivode.
That day the Wolfhound stayed in except not for long, but managed to have heard plenty
anything. Whether someone from heroes he was interested it intended all the time
to stick out near a knesinka and to see it to a back door. Others
assumed that veins was going to be at war with fleas, awaking those will begin
to threaten a knesinka from down feather-beds. The third it is poisonous prophesied that fleas
if are got, then unless with a vein and will jump with whom
you will be moved, from that supposedly and you will be gathered. The wolfhound took out zloyazychy silently
and so, as if it did not concern to him at all. He always acted this way,
when was on service. Only that mattered that could damage
to madam. What concerned him - dirt not fat, dried and
lagged behind...
Knesinka Elen from the rooms did not appear any more. Waited, probably
so far a gossip will subside. Only sent the adolescent who handed to the Wolfhound
the silver sack also transferred an oral order: to go nowadays home, and
for the next day early in the morning to arrive to the same door. Monarchess supposedly knesinka
will go to the floor space where newcomers merchants will bow to it.
- And why not merchants to madam? - the Wolfhound asked.
- It is so from time immemorial got, - the boy important answered. - Knesam not for
what to be shut from kind people. Galirad is nice for merchants!
Waited for the house of the Wolfhound with big impatience. So far it was not, to
to the master the acquaintance young вельх glanced and told of yesterday's
incident with the old man and the old woman - told purely on-velkhski, with
great variety of colourful details, for which reliability and
itself would not be charged because invented a half on the run. When came back
from Krom the Wolfhound and at a sword and with a purse of sound silver and
with a voluminous soft parcel in hands... uneasy questions rushed
hail.
- I now the knesinka the bodyguard, - shortly explained veins. -
It and a sword gave me.
Any more he added nothing, but it was clear to the understanding person:
for one it it was ready to store a knesinka without any payments. Next morning it
the service had to begin already really, and it, once again hastily
&
nbsp; having examined the cleaned-off predatory chain armors, put them in a bag and started to hurry
to a bronnik whom did not reach the day before.
- I am with you. It is possible? - right there Tilorn asked. Also promised: - I
I will quickly reach. I will not gape all over the place more. Upon my life!
Passing by "Mutton Boka", the Wolfhound involuntarily found eyes
the place where old Kirenn ran by it. Ran that through
the moment to extend on a pavement, without having touched treasured
to seigniorial stirrup.
- Here I met that woman yesterday, - unexpectedly for myself told
veins to Tilorn.
Tilorn who was diligent trying to go quickly asked:
- You saw it then, this grandee? The wolfhound shook the head:
- No, did not see.
Delicate Tilorn did not begin to ask that he will be when they
will meet. And nothing will be, probably, the Wolfhound told himself. Though,
it is honest to admit, in the morning in except it with some tension waited that
the handsome the boyar left a door from somewhere. But if Luchezar stood
to the left of a knesinka and ryadit every time when that judged or somebody
accepted, it meant - want, do not want, and it is necessary to be knocked with it
elbows. To be knocked by elbows... The wolfhound without volition thought about
tomorrow's departure to trade guests, remembered a knesinka in a chair in time
sermons of priests, remembered the boyars standing nearby and began to estimate where
it was necessary to keep to him. He would prefer slightly behind a chair,
behind the right shoulder. That was, happen suddenly that, a scope for immediate
breakthrough and scope right hand. But if to rise there, directly before a nose
gray-haired nape of oldit will be abrupt. The wolfhound was slightly higher than growth,
but slightly: through the head you will not look. And it seems shift it,
seven-pood if it is required to jump forward. If to rise at the left...
The Wolfhound owned both hands equally well, but in advance stirred up him
at one thought that then already precisely it is necessary to be knocked by elbows with
Luchezar, and that, perhaps, will begin to be bent and claim that from
dirty the vein a dog strikes...
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