Odri, you remember a flask, which contents you have poured out on a wall? - He has asked and could not constrain
reproach.
She has hung a head.
It a flask at us inside. Together with contents, - on one breath Gordon has blurted out.
Some time she was silent. Has then told:
Th I do not trust you.
And an instant later it has felt fragility of its shoulders shuddering from sobbings in the hands.
TH I do not trust, Gordon, I do not trust, no, no! I will not die, I am not guilty! I am not guilty!
Yes, the babe, yes...
You do not understand! I am not guilty! That person has already died, and we could not make anything when it have
brought! The plenty did not try to rescue it because I saw, understand, saw that it is dead! And they... They have told that it
should go to the last... That, despite of everything, should fulfil the duty that that unfortunate still had a chance! But it did not
have chances, I know, I felt!
They have told, what you should use the abilities of one of Many to expect, what the unique chance similar to imaginary
probability, was? - He has silently asked, feeling in the voice bitterness.
Yes. Probably, it I am guilty. I one. It - not one of Many, it only the person... But they have decided that he should try, and
consequently it on its conscience. On our conscience... But it not so! They knew that it not so, and have all the same
sentenced... Fair have committed an error!
"Fair have admitted injustice", - Gordon has thought.
Now I should die! Here, in this cage, should become ashes only because that person had imaginary possibility though I know
that had no...
All of us it is sometime died, - it is reconciliatory Gordon though could not reconcile has said. Or has already reconciled?
Suddenly to it to a head has come that Grejs would tell the same.
It should find it and tell it before the flask will be broken off in its organism...
Chapter 17.
If I could, Grejs, I would kill you, - he once has told, having looked in her eyes and having believed that has seen in them
minute fear.