That that, and grandfathers described the maids tastefully, in all details (titki at them, the person, in-o-o, bums - is lovely in be, a
skin - the very picture of health, eyes cow, a foot as small bottles, well and that between them, soaring, any words you will not
describe, it all the same that to the hungover person about charku with self-race to tell, you will not try yet, you do not learn, and
as you will try and you you you will not want to climb down), savouring, shchurjas with hitrinkoj, observing of Maxim's reaction,
pouring descriptions generous scatterings of abusive expressions which added unique paints in a seductive cloth of a rural life.
Maxim, at last, has guessed for what watchmen at the closed barrier sit dedki all the days long without a break. They were
old, skilled rekruterami, hiring already rare refugees to settle at them in village that would increase hands on fields, fresh blood
has joined veins of dying village that children on dirty streets - hope of the further revival and if not prosperity though any tolerant
existence, a life would run again.
Maxim has shaken a head:
- Excuse, grandfathers, but at me the affairs. Can be somehow then, is closer to a sowing campaign