Named Sherlock

by Bagatur Zhamkochyan

  Fortunately, the most tragic moments is not reached, the guys showed a half-hour passage. I do not know how much they believe in what was said, but it looked all very sincerely, truly. I really liked it, so it seems, not only me. Young artists for a long time and happily applauded.

  - It is a sad story, I cried when I read somewhere - whisper Marissa came unexpectedly.

  - You read? When? - To be honest, I find it hard to imagine Marissa, given her past life reading.

  - Yesterday. I'm starting to itself, and then when I get tired, Donny continues. I read until slowly, so he helps me. I've never thought it was so interesting.

  - Sherlock! Come here for a minute! - Miss Emily, who along with the detective stood near a huge bag of red velvet, waved to me.

  - Yes, Miss Emily? Sir Gregory, beautiful suit.

  Detective March, which was the court jester costume with bells, just grimaced. Miss Emily dropped her voice:

  - Sherlock, his grandfather wanted to see you, you could not go to him now?

  - Mr. Shaw? With him something happened? - Only now I noticed that he was not at the festival.

  - No, nothing terrible happened. In fact, my grandfather never liked mass gatherings, and today it is still scary headache, at least he said so. Therefore, he decided to stay at home. And I think he has a gift for you.

  - ABOUT! Gift! I had forgotten a minute! - I jumped out of the dining room and darted to the left under the stairs packets. I find the right package returned.

  - That's it! Congratulations to the change of seasons! - embarrassed, I awkwardly poked into the hands of Miss Emily pink box with a silk bow and back out the door.

  I hope they like my gift. The seller, who advised me to this particular couple of tea, said it was the perfect choice for lovers. I'll be honest, this does not understand, but I was assured that the Chinese thin, almost transparent porcelain - it is simply chic and very trendy.

  The street was dark, snowflakes fell without ceasing. The door to the closet looked lonely old man, with a porch, completely snow-covered. I suddenly felt ashamed of what I did and did not remember about Mr. Shaw until until reminded his granddaughter. And he has done so much for me! I looked at the bag in his hand. I hope that the guessing with a gift.

  - Log In - in my cautious knock the old man said.

  - Good evening, Mr. Shaw, on the Day of change of seasons you! - I handed the old man a package.

  - With so pozdnoto, I absolutely was going to sleep. Well, of course, now that you can continue to learn myself, why do you want a boring, stupid old man?

  - What are you talking about! If I did not have to in the near future to go on a trip, I'd much rather continued training, and in general. I am very grateful to you for everything, and it's not the mechanics, but for her, too, thank you, but that ...

  - Come on, what really there to grovel. Come, - the old man voice growled, but it was clear that all this is pure hypocrisy, in fact, he is very happy to see me. - What have you got in the bag?

  I took out from the bag flat wooden lacquered box. It was set for smoking, consisting of an expensive tube mahogany, decorated with inlaid ivory and adorned with gold rings, as well as a new invention - the eternal match.

  - Wow, that spoil the old man - Mr. Shaw with obvious pleasure in her fingers twisted tube. - Well, and I have a present for you in store. I do not know, that will have to like it, but if you do not, it would not have been, so that what you want, and now it's yours.

  The old man walked into the far corner of the closet, where not so long ago, some political hid from me my job. Now no tools and parts on the table was not occupied almost the entire surface of a large wooden box.

  Mr. Shaw came up to him, pushed the lid and peered inside. Frankly, I did not wait to find out what is there to hide? But, unfortunately, he did not hurry to show the contents and turned back to me:

  - You know, because I had once vowed. Oath that never created life. I remember the day when he felt that my soul is dead. That from under my hands can no longer go out beautiful works of art that I can produce only monsters. The years that have passed since then, I did not heal. But over time, I learned to see the beauty in this world, I realized that I was not surrounded by the darkness of despair and guilt, and the love and support of people close to me.

  The old man stepped away from the box and sat down on the sofa and began to automatically fill a new tube. It was evident that his speech is given to him is not easy. Releasing a cloud of smoke, he continued:

  - I do not know if it's with the advent of you, and my heart is already associated itself was ready to be healed, but every day, handing you some of my knowledge, I felt like disappearing all the dark that has accumulated inside for all these years. And seeing how strongly do you get to work, not frightened of any difficulties or lack of experience as a risk your life to save others, I realized that he was ready to take the risk himself. When I started this job, I thought of the goodness of my granddaughter Emily, about devotion to your friend, Donald, of your courage. All good people around me, and from which I am trying to shut out the wall, built by himself.

  Mr. Shaw stood up again, it was evident that he was worried. I felt that there is something very important, because before the old man had never been so eloquent, except in the case when he told me the story of his life.

  - So, young man. You served as the main reason for the fact that it came into being, so accept from me a gift at date of change of seasons!

  He resolutely opened the box, put it in his hand. There was a small sound swiveling crown, clearly something began to stir and zaskreblos in the box.

  - Come on, baby! Run! Run to the owner!

  I had no time to react, and ejected from the drawer rapid copper rocket would be knocked me down if I do not at this moment sitting. Leaning back in his chair, crushed by the powerful front legs, I lost the voice of surprise, looked at the frozen an inch from my nose smiley face mechanical dog.

  - Meet Sherlock, this is your new friend. Named him yet, so you'll have to come up with it yourself.

  - Ahh ...

  More I just could not squeeze out of himself, and was very Ral system window appearance. Around the world routinely froze and I could catch my breath a little bit.

  - Congratulations!

  - You got my first pet. You want to give it a name?

  Of course! I call it ... I call it Joy!

  Chapter 5

  In order not to attract too much attention, we had to buy all the compartments. While Marissa Donnie give instructions about things, I hurried to open the bag, which, patiently waiting for the liberation, sitting Joy.

  Smiled happily bounced around my dog, I once again remembered the overwhelming feeling of happiness that is experienced when I first saw it. Pass it was simply impossible. I can not say for sure, but, in my opinion, I even shed a tear.

  - Sherlock, instead of messing around with your dog, you'd better help me with things! - Donnie has not kept a bag that was trying to throw on the luggage rack, and it is great to put it on the head.

  - You could ask for it in advance, and not portray the hero here - luggage was quite heavy and Donnie, wincing, feeling the bump already poured on his head.

  - One would guess yourself! And you, first of all, began to unpack my puppy while I'm trying to help with the arrangement! - it is not clear for what reason, but each was extremely annoyed. Honestly, I've never seen him like this do not.

  - Donald, dear - suddenly spoke up Marissa. - You could not go to the conductor, asking him for tea? I'm terribly thirsty.

  - But ...

  - I really beg you, my dear. We Sherlock themselves remove the remaining items.

  Irritably snuffling, Donnie came out, finally giving me full of a strange look.

  - Sherlock, do not take offense to it. Now Donnie a little crazy. To tell the truth, he was terribly upset if he knew that I knew his problem. That's why I pretend to know nothing, and everything is fine.

  - And what's the problem?
- as opposed to Marissa, I do not understand anything.

  - And you do not know?

  - I have no idea!

  - ABOUT! I thought you knew. The fact that Donnie terribly afraid to sail on the ship, because he can not swim and for some reason, took it into his head that we will end up in a storm and wrecked.

  - Afraid to go? Everyone is afraid, and I'm afraid a little bit, and you, I think, had never sailed, is not it?

  - You do not understand, it's quite another thing - the girl laughed. - You may be afraid as you like, but for me, and all, God himself commanded. But Donny feels a grown man who must look strong in my eyes, to be an advocate. And it turns out that you do not show the slightest emotion and fear, I am too. He is ashamed of his fear, from that and angry all the time. And yet - here she lowered her voice conspiratorially, - I think he's a little jealous.

  - What?! - that's just that I was lacking. - That's really all utter nonsense!

  - Yes, I told him, but he is not too sure of himself, though almost learned to hide it.

  Other all there was, and I decided to ask one question, who would not let me rest for a long time:

  - Marissa, can you answer me why, all the same, you're with Donnie? I understand that this is not my business, but it seems that this is not something that you wanted.

  - And what, potvoemu, I sought? Get more money?

  - Is not that so?

  - Yes, that. Only at the moment when I started to appear, I realized that it was not in them - the girl turned away and continued, looking at the trees outside the window flashing. - Robert, that is Baron Mowbray, it was definitely in love with me. Perhaps he was even ready to marry me, if allowed his mama. And this would certainly never happen. You see, my friend, I can be provided in the right place at the right time. And one day, being in a place like this, I overheard the old baron to his wife. They said they would never allow his son to accomplish this, like this ... MAZ ... meso ...

  - misalliance?

  - Yes, yes, exactly, misalliance. And, what I had was not a beauty, but my dirty blood spoil their pure breed. If only they knew how dirty my blood! I was worth a lot of money, my legend, that I kakihnikakih but noble blood. Pedigree, manners training, a bribe - but I hundreds of gold for it to spend! Not beauty Marissa Mayer Street, and Lady Eleanor, from an impoverished but Honorable family.

  - But Donnie, where does he? After all, he would never be able to give you what you are looking for - wealth and fame.

  - I know. Baron was ready to shower me with gold and diamonds from head to toe, if I began it, only I still would have remained just a beautiful toy. I used to think that the money is worth it, and when I have almost reached the goal, he suddenly realized that - no. Donny, he's not. Yes, he has no title, no money, but ...

  Breaking open the door interrupted our conversation. The coupe came Donny with a tray on which stood three cups of tea and a bowl of biscuits.

  After a light snack, I decided to walk through the car, considering that Donnie Marissa better now left alone. Joey, I left the compartment, giving him the command to wait. Dog obediently lay down on the floor, seeing my watchful eye.

  I went out into the corridor, and, in thought, stood at the window, not paying any attention to the scenery zipping him. I wonder how a mechanical creature perceives the world? Does he have emotions, and they look like human? Donnie, for some reason, took an instant dislike Joey, rather, I did not trust him. And I must say, Joey replied mutual hostility. But if Donnie, being a man, he could justify his attitude to the mechanical dog is at least the fact that all living arrangements, which he had previously seen were terribly evil, it was not the dog that experience. It turns out, he felt, knew that he was not fond of. And react accordingly ...

  Suddenly it dawned on me that I mentally assessed as related to each other two pieces of code, one of which simulates the behavior of a person, the other - a dog, even mechanical. Hmm. If you think about it, you can go crazy.

  And by the way, it will be necessary to think about the development of my four-legged friend. I do not know what it will be, as a combat unit, but in the table of its characteristics, next to each of the items was proud of the number "one", and the level was, respectively, first.

  I wonder what his options menu was available from anywhere, unlike mine, which is opened only at the site of binding. I opened it again and scanned the lines:

  Name of the satellite: Joy

  Class: companion

  Characteristics:

  Strength - 1

  Endurance - 1

  Agility - 1

  Intellect - 1

  skills:

  Throw (Level 1) -pet rushes on the enemy, in an attempt to knock them down. If successful attempt on the opponent hangs status of "Sap" for three seconds period. Chance passage depends on the status of the enemy level at the level equal to or less - chance equals 100%.

  Brutal bashing (Level 1) - crippling damage on average, with a little chance to cause bleeding, which depends on the level of the enemy.

  It is a pity that no instructions regarding the development of pet me not provided. Even the Mr. Shaw when gave him, I did not say this word. Yes, I believe he had no idea about his abilities and characteristics, in fact, as I was convinced before, the locals do not have access to the internal interface.

  Hmm. A reaction was certainly notable. When I returned to the dining room where the celebration took place, we are with Joey once became stars of the evening. Rather, the only one. Everything else faded instantly on his background and gifts and sweets. Even adults have abandoned everything and talk, not to mention the children.

  Two hours before the feast lasted, Joy was the absolute center of attention. Even mehanolet I gave the guys and could not distract them. Miss Emily's happiness that his grandfather, count, come back to life, crying bitterly, pulling himself every moment to hug me, and eventually drenched me all the frills.

  And late at night, once again wake up to cast a glance at the bed lying on the mat dog and make sure that it has not disappeared, I suddenly thought: I wonder Joey appeared at me because I saw him in a dream, or I I saw him just because he had to have me come? After all, it was he, the same dog. I do not understand in the rocks, people with white social map could not afford a real, live dog, but Joey I would know anywhere - these dangling ears and curled tail ring.

  - Sherlock, you're a long time to hang around here? - quietly approached Donnie frightened me with his hand on his shoulder.

  - What?

  - Come on, let's play bingo. We arrive in the evening, it is necessary though chemto to do.

  We played bingo, then read the newspapers that carried the station malchishkagazetchik, ate, and then read again. And in the evening everything is so brutalized by boredom, they were just as happy when he finally announced Portsmouth.

  Outside it was already dark, but the platform was quite brightly lit. Waiting for the arriving train, it frozen several porters, so that the problems with our heftier arose. Immersed in the crew, I was asked to take us to the hotel "Green Riverside", where we have had to wait Langdon and Tennyson. Joey had again put in the bag, so it does not attract too much attention, especially since he had just finished plant.

  While the crew slowly rolled us bruschatoy bridge, I came up with an interesting idea - and in fact I am in the bag potentially great wealth! If you recall the exorbitant cost of living mechanical toys, which have very little, then the cost to be as accurate. For a couple thousand gold coins can easily break through the head, and not only for me. Perhaps it will not start before arriving at the place, so it would be best.

  The hotel was small and cozy, this is how I imagined what was called a family hotel. The tiny hall with a burning fireplace, tubs and pots laden with flowers, gave a very pleasant feeling of warmth and coziness. To be honest, I really missed it from the moment we left the city.

  At the front desk I was handed a note which left Mr. Langdon. It said that he and Mr. Tennyson will spend the night in a differe
nt place, but in the morning will be waiting for us at the port. Well, that's their business, I must admit that it was all the same.

  Fortunately, the availability of the hotel were, and took the keys from Single Room - Marissa, and double - for us to Donnie, we trudged wearily on the third floor. I would not say that I was exhausted - the road was quiet, coupe comfortable enough, even managed to doze a little, though it was more out of boredom than fatigue.

  Unpacked and dressed, we Donny again descended to the lobby, where we were waiting for Marissa. Being nebalovannoy girl, she did not spend long hours on the guidance and maintenance of beauty.

  - Well, what are your plans for the evening?

  - First of all, you need somewhere to dine. And then we go for a walk, look at the city, come with us? - Donnie invited, like, genuinely, but, remembering our conversation on the train, I hastened to abandon. Yes, and I did not have time to walk, like the night before to find the ship and talk to the captain all the nuances of swimming. And that's how you, then he would not have to break all the little, nevertheless, refuse, despite the letter and my badge.

  - Well, it's your business, and we take a walk, - it seems that one does not upset. - But at least eat something together?

  There I also do not want to. In extreme cases, it will be possible to eat at the port, sure, there exist kakienibud eatery. So, I'm sure Donny, I'm just as hungry and wished them a pleasant evening, I hurried to leave the hotel.

  The time was not yet evening, but it began to slowly creep up pozimnemu early dusk. Worth hurry to not have to hang around there in the dark. Of course, I'm not really afraid, but the port and docks - this place is not very quiet. Hang around there at night it would be quite risky, especially, being well dressed.

  Stopping the crew, I asked the driver, how can I find a ship in port and its captain. It turned out that there were no problems in this was not. something such as barracks of the sailors, who did not live at this time on the ship, and a hotel with the club for the officers - because Her Majesty's fleet was based in the same place, the same special accommodations were built.