- I'm sorry, I'm sorry that it happened ...
- Mr. White Friends mambas destroyed house, but Mr. White had rescued her from the thick skin markings, which would leave the flame. Mamba has retained its beauty and grateful to the white master.
I walked over to the woman and put her hand in the five gold coins. Then with the money she was able to build himself a palace cane.
- Oh, Mr White also generous. However, he is no different from the rest of the white masters, thinking that their dirty money to help fix them wrought evil.
- Once again, I'm sorry, - honestly, I was terribly uncomfortable and embarrassing. She could only hope that I am not standing red as a lobster.
- Mr. White still does not understand jokes, however, like all the other white people. With this money, the mamba will buy half of this damn town, and this rabble to do their slaves. Even a pity that Papa Legba never let live as love white.
What father would not let her? And, by the way, what's the difference, now I am worried about an entirely different question:
- Dear mamba, prevented us, and I have not heard anything else you want to tell me. Can we continue or repeat?
- No. Mamba says people once if Mr. White did not hear what he intended - it is his destiny. And the one that spoke to him, and did come, without asking permission, and left on his own too. Mamba she was not the mistress.
- So, we're leaving, fast - Tennyson finished bandaging the wounded, which is now quite confident standing on their own feet, though, and was based on the nearest tree. - Take it, ladies - he nodded at Donny.
Marissa did not object, caught Donnie's arm. Following confidently and quickly walking mercenary, we left the ill-fated area. Fortunately, no one was trying to discourage us or chase.
Mercenary took us quite the other way, and this time, without crossing the poor district of shacks of local residents, we kakimto way out almost to the hotel. Very interesting. It turns out, to lead us just as we were here - there was no need. In any case, remember this fact, I again thought back to the words heard from the Negro. And by the way, where it came from here? Obviously not local ...
So, what is so said the old lady? Something about the outside is not always determined by the internal. Well so all blurry, but still not allowed to listen ...
The receptionist at the sight of our team battered face froze, but room keys issued in silence. By the time we got to the hotel, Donnie has completely recovered, and now zyrkaet on Tennyson with obvious distaste. His nose, meanwhile, chenille and swelled in front.
- It is necessary to put in place, - indifferently tossed mercenary, nodding toward Donny, who with obvious dismay saw in the mirror the injured person.
- Can you? - Marissa lifted her eyes.
- And what is there to be able to that momentary thing.
- What? - Donnie recoiled from Tennyson approached him - that he is going to do? I want to finish?
- Listen, mister. You, because of your stupidity it started, and it is not clear what could have ended. A blow for no offense, have earned. So now suffer!
The man grabbed the suffering nose and sharply pulling, put him in his place. There was a loud scream, Donnie eyes welled tears, blood flooded and so far not a white shirt. Cursing softly under his breath, he went to the bathroom to wash, Marissa also ran to extract the ice.
- So you busted him? What happened then?
- So, what you would expect from such naive and starry-eyed youngsters when it comes to women - a mercenary spat right on the carpet. - To the lady I landed one of the sailors be far from good. Even not that landed, rather, expressed admiration for her beauty.
I think I had begun to understand.
- expressed admiration? Obviously, a few rude?
- It's the men, Mr. Brown, they are differently and can not. But your friend has decided that his lady insulted, and he decided to stand up for her honor. He hit a guy in the face, and let him take, and pulled out a knife. And our boy grabbed the gun. Here I tutti I realized that something was wrong, and it is necessary to interfere seriously. So I cut down both. One, see, accidentally broke his nose, and the second in the damn cabin flown. However now, Joseph's mother cursed me ...
- And the second, which is wounded, where it came from?
- Oh, this is my friend, the first, I jumped. When I leaned over to your friend, to check, I did not kill you, bastard on me from behind with a knife and attacked. Here egoto just ladies and slashed, but so cleverly. Just pros.
- Yeah, we have it so - I said mechanically, trying to remember what alerted me to the words of Tennyson. And here! Mother of Joseph!
- And what did she do with ... - continued between the man. Well, that Donnie did not hear it from the bathroom, but that did not prevent us to a new scandal.
- Let's easier, my friend Donnie. He just still young, and the experience he has not. You'd better tell me about this woman, like you said, mother of Joseph? She's not from here, right?
- Well, it's too blind to notice. She was brought to Haiti, she is a former slave. I do not know how true this is, but it is said that it can raise the dead and make the other person to do something against his will. I do not know, can and yelp, but I'm always wary of contact with her, so she damn sure could.
Hmm, marvelous are thy works ... I do not know about his own magic, but this is exactly Mamba medium. What is the old woman wanted to tell me? How not to fight this time, it would have cost all without consequences ...
- Mr. Tennyson - from the bathroom appeared Donnie, washed and without blood, but monstrously swollen nose and beginning to swim eyes - I offer you my apologies, you were absolutely right. I'm to blame, I provoked a fight, I'm just an idiot.
- Do not worry, mister, I was such an idiot at your age, and even cleaner. The main thing that you were not so.
Donny slammed his hand on the shoulder, Tennyson came out of our room, the door faced with Marissa, who was carrying a bucket in the hands of champagne, full of crushed ice, and smiling Langdon, who was walking behind her.
- What have you there? - man with surprise looked at Donnie, around which are now fussing girl.
I briefly described what happened on the market. After hearing my story, the man frowned:
- Miss Warren slashed him with a knife?
- Well, Tennyson said that it is rather a deep scratch, the more so because he had help on the spot.
- And the second was the face, and even burned?
- burned - is a strong word, steam burns, slightly singed hair and clothes ... To tell the truth, his pride suffered more than he did.
- That is scary. Injured vanity at the sailor - a terrible thing, believe me. Pray that everything worked, and the two of them did not come back with his friends and did not understand this place brick by brick.
- Are you seriously? - word Langdon seemed like a joke.
- Absolutely. And by the way, keep in mind that we cuckoo here a few days. Before Belize is a trading schooner "Elizabeth", but it is now completely changing the rigging, working just for three days, if not more. The cost of space - fifty gold per person, plus their own products.
- This is the only option? - I must say that I asked more for form's sake, two hundred and fifty gold - it's too expensive. Although completely discard this option is not worth it - I do not give rest to the idea that the return to Londinium will not have to.
- I'm afraid so.
- Well. In any case, we have time before dawn, so I still think about it.
- Well, Mr. Brown. I, with your permission, until you leave.
Leaving, Langdon sat with a smile in front of Joey, put out his hand to stroke, but does not touch, looked questioningly at me.
- Joey, is a friend - the dog, in response to the gesture of the man who started it was muffled, uterine grumbling stopped immediately wagged his tail.
- Hey, how you're a smart guy! - Langdon with obvious pleasure stroked Joey, even tried to scratch him behind the ears. - I love dogs.
- You it seems
too much.
- I hope so.
After the man left, I closed the door and sat down wearily in a chair. It passed only half of the day, and I felt tired. Yes, and heat pestered.
And yes, it was worth already in the end, to decide, we are waiting for three days and today we return to the "Petrel".
- Donnie, how do you feel?
- Well, it is almost all gone - one smiled, never taking his towel with ice on the nose. - A little noise in the ears, and my head is spinning, well, sick. And so all is well.
Well, okay. Apparently, in the fall of Donnie somehow I managed to attach the head to the ground. It is apparent concussion, a broken nose here is not done. That is, he needs rest. Well, we decided wait for "Elizabeth" will replace the rigging.
Going out into the corridor, I knocked in the next room.
- Mr brayn?
- Mr. Langdon, I wish to inform you that I have decided. We will not return to the "Petrel", wait readiness "Elizabeth" to sail. You could book a place tomorrow, on board?
- Oh, well ... Are you sure, Mr. Brown? All the same three days of waiting, and the cost is quite high ...
- It's okay, then we make up, and not that it's expensive. And tell, please, Mr. Tennyson.
- Of course, of course - the man said thoughtfully. - As you say, you are the master.
Returning to my room, I found Donny and Marissa stood over the disclosed suitcase. It was evident that the couple had just stopped kakieto heated discussions. Donny and then looked at kakieto bubbles in his hands, then looked back into the bag.
- What's happened?
- Donnie says that in his luggage someone dug, - doubtfully said Marissa.
- Yes, that means that "claims"! I can see that someone opened the bag, in fact, pulled things. They are laid in the same way as they have been laid before, but I know that they touched.
- Yes, where did you get that?
- Look - Donnie handed me one of the bubbles, which are held in his hand. It flickered weakly blednozelenaya, opalescent liquid. - This elixir has the strongest healing effect, we can say that this is an opportunity to virtually pull the man from the other world. Expiration date is exactly one day after the opening of the plug. Initially completely transparent, it becomes every hour more and more green. As soon as the color changed to temnoizumrudny, elixir can be poured. I took with me, among other things, five of these bubbles. They were in a box at the bottom of his bag, under the sheets. One has been opened, the remaining four - intact, - a second bottle of Donnie shaken in which the liquid was completely clear and transparent as water.
- They say that with each passing hour more greens? - I looked at the bottle with a greenish liquid. - And how many hours have passed since its opening?
- Well, - Donnie appraising glance at the bubble - not much. I would say - from two hours to four, no more.
- That is, it happened at a time when we were in the market Tennyson, and Langdon - in the port? It turns out that it is someone from the hotel staff ...
- And what to do? - Marissa shrugged in disgust - I do not like when someone rummaging through my things.
- Well, for starters, you need to check everything to make sure that nothing is missing, and then we will decide.
I, frankly, it was strange to someone why delve into things, though, that nothing be lost Donnie. Yes, and I have, like, everything was in place. Returned a minute later, Marissa also confirmed that she is all right, but things like, laid a little bit wrong. However, it could and it seem.
In general, we decided until just a watch, perhaps, the one who dug in things, yet somehow manifest themselves. While we still had, but no evidence to the contrary, no.
Donnie, citing poor health, lay, Marissa went to her room, and I decided to walk around the city. In the end, I was in the market battles are not particularly shone, hardly someone wanted revenge it to me.
The hotel lobby was quiet and pretty cool. Whether an abundance of plants to contribute, whether the architecture of the building, whether it's color, but it is much easier to breathe than in the room, and, I believe, on the street. Near the desk receptionist, which is currently just not there, I was a young man in a light suit. Automatically I slid on it and look out into the street.
But before he had gone a couple of steps - he stopped. Something about this man seemed familiar, something that ... elusive. And, if not suspicious recent events, I would not attach any importance to this, but now! We had to make sure.
I resolutely turned around and went back into the hotel lobby. And, as it turned out - in time to catch the suspicious young man, hurriedly exiting through a second outlet, which led to the courtyard. At the sound of the slamming door he turned around, and I was surprised to learn of the very haired guy watching the fight and fire in the market.
- Hey, mister, - I, without hesitation, stepped behind him.
Silently, he quickened his pace, then ran. After a few seconds have already crossed the small square thickets and ran into the second door on the opposite side of the courtyard. Click, the door slammed shut, and I half-minute unsuccessfully pulled the handle, until he was sure that I did not open it.
Ran around the building from the street, I saw a wide-open back door of the suspicious type was not there. Joy, after an unsuccessful attempt to take the track, spun in place and whined apologetically. I'm disappointed to read the report of the system insufficient pet's intelligence and his inability to read the track without the sample. Knowing what to look for in a man, albeit small, but still a strange city is almost pointless, even dangerous, I immediately changed his mind somehow walk, decided to return to the hotel.
Behind the counter, in the meantime, there was a porter. Adding it at the strange guest, I received the expected response - this does not know and had never seen. And more interesting ...
The room I got a head full of apprehension. Now the behavior of the receptionist began to feel suspicious. Where is he going to leave his place in the middle of the day? This luxurious by local standards, doroguschy hotel, though small, and the receptionist allows himself to leave the counter, leaving deputy, at the very moment when this strange kind of comes. And access to the rooms only had ...
Similarly, everything goes! We're going to market Tennyson, Langdon - the port and the port rummage our stuff by sending someone else of his assistants to observe that we have not returned ahead of schedule! And perhaps, the incident was provoked by the market, to detain us longer. Then, most likely, for the same Langdon watched, he may, as a person more experienced in such things, noticed something. I need to talk to him!
I rushed out into the corridor and began to knock on the next door. Unfortunately, there was no answer, apparently, the mercenaries have gone about their business in the city. Okay, so for dinner, they just come back, then we'll talk.
Marissa remained in his room, Donnie slept restless sleep, occasionally twitching and moaning when his swollen nose touched the pillow. I closed the door of his room and into the evening amused himself by playing with Joey, throwing a ball and razuchivaya team. Three hours later I was in the asset completely happy from such a heap of attention a dog, no matter how strange it is to talk about the mechanical dog, and two intelligence unit that the system awarded Joey for his intelligence and diligence. A pet is lucky, I remember, intelligence bleeding was not given so easy! Although, in my case it was just numbers. Unfortunately, the smarter I clearly did not.
For dinner Donnie awoke, however, he refused to eat. Sipping water and drip kakihto drops from their supplies, he again fell into bed, promising to be in the morning, as a cucumber. Not wanting to leave a friend, I decided not to go down and order a meal in your room. Conversation with Tennyson and Langdon postponed until the morning, because at this time of night, in any case, nothing we did not do. That's just the door, I not only carefully locked in a room, but also propped a chair inside.
By the way! I've got a gun under the mattress is, given recent events, not whether to shift it closer? Perhaps we
should ... I pulled the gun, and before to put it under your pillow, eyes focused on it, trying to activate mehanoempatiyu. This, of course, so imagine a mechanism simple, but, in theory, should work.
To my surprise, the skill to work, albeit a little bit wrong, as it was a fragment of the dragon heart, who later became my amulet. Instead of a few pictures, I saw only one, but, apparently, full of thanks to a fluke, it was the one that was for me the most interesting. These were the hands, simply hands unremarkable without kakihlibo accept and unmarked. In his left hand he was a revolver with unfolded drum, right - an unknown person drove me in his last cartridge.
This picture was curious in the first place so that the hands are not exactly mine, since I myself was loading the gun. And, judging by the picture, what is happening blurred background served as the veil from my bed. That is all happening in the room. Eeh! As it is a pity that the ability to give only a static picture, possibly with its pumping dynamics can be obtained? But now we must use what we have.
Think, think! What do I do for you? This knowledge certainly can not prove, of course, for whatever reason - no show in court is not present. So - tip, and dig further ... Revolver Donnie, maybe he will be the image that you want? No, damn! He took it with him to the market ... Marissa? Exactly! She had a knife in his sleeve, it is possible that she did not take the gun. Yes! It is necessary to check its weapons.
I jumped out of bed, going to immediately go to the girl's room, despite the fact that the time was getting late, and most likely she was already asleep. But, before I could make a move, as the door began to shake from strong shocks, and there was a loud, anxious voice Langdon:
- Mr brayn! Mr brayn! Rather, open up!
- What happened?
Out of breath, panting, clearly worried - so I have never seen this always smiling dandy.
- Sailors! And I'm warning ... - he said curtly, trying to catch his breath. - Sailors, the whole crowd, come to the port! Fifteen people, drunk with a gun. Will be here in ten minutes!
- But ... - I do not understand anything. - Where to go, what for? Why so panic?
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