Chest. kgb-nkvd executioners dedicated!

CHEST.

Story.


Executioners is too scary
Pity the people executioners!

Alexander Galich.


Alesha and Vera loved my grandmother's trunk. Large, chipped it resembled a huge iron fabulous casket. Boca chest decorated patterns, and in the middle of the front side hung a huge black castle. At times, the mother allowed Alyoshka and Vera open the chest and play with him. Children pulled out of his huge iron-wood box clothes and rags and climbed inside. But here is to close the lid would not let my mother. Still, Alyosha and Vera loved to play with the trunk even with the lid open. Chest was so beautiful.

 
Senior officer of the NKVD police department Taseevskoye Broken Ivan sat in his office and chewed pencil. Wooden stick he cut his teeth, inadvertently swallowing saliva small splinter. Ivan frowned, and then looked out the window, sighing and panting. On the table before him lay his short and yellowed piece of paper.
Broken carefully drove over it with his fingers.
That damn piece of paper and was the cause of nasty mood Ivan. Paper he "painted" and issued in the Office department, and the chief personally gave the order to understand, and to set in motion a criminal investigation.
On a piece written with mistakes uneven and crooked handwriting, danced words:

"I inform you, neighbor Anna May Karobeynikova steals people's bread. On the eve of the fifteenth day she iduchi with change brought home a collective current two kilograms of grain. Grain is melila and bread baking. Then their children miscarriages fists serpent children fed. I beg to punish the thief and prostitute Anna Karobeynikovu and deported her to prison. Anna many times people steal bread.
A villager Fanachet Taseevskoye district Myron Opadchy.
The 16 months in September 1937 "

Ivan frowned and again scanned the crooked letters, blinked. He felt disgusted and somehow sad. And the feeling it was not an accident, broken knew and Myron Opadchiva Korobeinikova and Anna, because he had been a resident of the village Fanachet Moreover, Anna comes to his cousin on his mother, and Miron was his neighbor down the street, an old friend and companion from childhood .
Broken suddenly remembered the face of Myron. Gloomy and low-browed face it resembled a big monkey orangutan with a strange name. Ivan could see this thing in a big book called "Encyclopedia". Her Broken took during one of the arrests at the home Taseevskoye engineer Peter Ivanovich Kritsky chief of the local electrification. Kritsky was "Japanese spy", and as a spy encyclopedia has not been necessary, Ivan expropriated the book itself.
So that's it "encyclopedic orangutan" and reminded him of Myron Opadchigo. Forever unshaven and angry, and sometimes even drunk Myron irritated broken. Ever since childhood, Ivan and then bashed Opadchigo, leaving him a good collection of bumps and bruises. Growing up, John and Myron too often fought, but because Taseevsk girls. And then in some cases, Miron won. He was a savage fury poured on the ground and beaten like an animal, biting his teeth, leaving the neck and arm tracks, as if from a dog bite. But not as strange after just such bloody fights, none of the opponents of evil against each other did not hold. Moreover, Ivan and Miron even be friends, because as soon as they both turned sixteen went to work for the yard to a prosperous farmer Saluyanovu Andrei Petrovich, who Fanachete considered the most rich and successful owner. In Saluyanova had a little mill, a lot of cows, horses and other animals and most importantly huge by local standards the field of land on which Andrew P. sowed wheat rye and other grains.
Work at Saluyanova and become friends Opadchigo and broken. But this friendship lasted long. When both turned nineteen, fell in love with Myron local beauty Anna Prokhorov, a daughter, though not rich, but a strong and wealthy residents Fanacheta Andrei Prokhorov - the brother of the mother broken. Cousin Ivan was their three years younger. Tall, slender waist with a long braid Anna likely fascinated Myron his, deep as taiga lake, blue eyes. Osadchy cox on his cousin Ivan a year. During this time, former friends to build each other sorts of machinations and sometimes met on the outskirts of the village and beat each other faces. Anna Prokhorov, like supporting the efforts of his cousin, not reciprocated zverinopodobnomu Myron. She gives preference humble and quiet Peter Korobeinikova, who lived down the street from Ivan and Miron.
Peddlers were older than them for five years, he has long got his farm, which was handed to him by inheritance from his father and built a new house, successfully sowed grain and kept cattle. Anne's father, Andrei Ivanovich, gladly gave his consent to the wedding, which was called, and all the neighbors. Opadchy also came and "with grief" drunk, started a brawl, and Ivan stuffed his face once again. Myron's wedding kicked, and Anna and Peter offended and banned pugnacious neighbor to go to visit them.
Quite soon broke the February Revolution of the seventeenth. Ivan, Myron and Peter Korobeinikova took soldiers to the German front, but they have served for a while, after the events in Petrograd in October, all three escaped from his regiment and made it safely to his native Fanacheta. This is where their paths diverged temporarily. Broken picked up the revolutionary agitation, and began to create in his village council. Miron, hit the booze, and sometimes out of it, rotten from the rich neighbors. And Peter enjoyed family life with young beautiful wife, working for yourself. However, this situation did not last long event. Civil war again brought the trio. During the Kolchak government Korobeinikov Opadchy beaten and left to join the partisans and fought heroically in one unit. Then came the twentieth century, for him and twenty-second year. Soviet power was finally established and "disposed" of the fate of these people. Broken Ivan went to serve in Kansk CHK, Myron and Peter Osadchy Korobeinikov Fanachet returned to business. For a long time, Ivan had no knowledge of his countrymen, but here in the thirty-fifth of his head in the direction of Cannes ONKVD sent to the gain in Taseevo, to the local police station, a senior security officer. The time was alarming, everywhere "entrenched enemies and spies" and the main need was to identify "saboteurs" who slowed production of grain and other agricultural products for the cities of the region.
Ivan came to their homes, "big shot", he had rose to the rank of captain. Bitomu isolated large luxury house in the center Taseevo, formerly belonged to a prosperous farmer, but during the collectivization of twenty-nine, he was exiled to Kazakhstan with his family. And then, in this house lived as detached from Krasnoyarsk, the local police department investigator, has been "a British spy." This investigator was arrested in the thirty-fifth or even taken away in American Court, was shot by a decision of exit special meeting, and his corpse, poured gasoline and burned in an abandoned mill on the outskirts of the village. All these details are confused Ivan and his new state-owned house he did not like, possibly went to sleep in the parents' home in Fanachet although native village was forty miles from Taseevo, so these visits are still not common.
Appearing in his native Fanachete after thirteen years of separation, John Broken saw that everything had changed. Prosperous and strong zahirela village, residents became scarce, many of the houses were empty. He learned beaten, it was the consequence of collectivization, because Fanachete lived in most non-poor farmers with strong private farms, which of course join in the farm did not. And since the Soviet government recognized these people as "enemies of the people and saboteurs" of them either exiled to Kazakhstan, or sent to labor camps. Someone from fellow even shot at them was the richest fanachetovets Andrei Petrovich Saluyanov two sons, and their entire family was sent to a camp. Saluyanovskih herd of horses, cows, and more, along with the mill was nationalized, although that's from a rich economy soon have nothing left. Cattle allowed under the knife, took the horses to the area, and one mill arson and it burned to the ground and do not reach the collective farm board.
Suffered and the family Korobeinikova. Peter, Anne's husband was also arrested in the thirty-fourth of the collective-sabotage and sent to ten years in camp. Not seen any on the merits Korobeinikova during the Civil War, when he heroically fought with Kolchak for the establishment of the same Soviet government. Anna was left with two small children in their arms, Alyoshka son who was born in the thirty-second and daughter Vera, baby born in the thirty-third. Without a breadwinner Korobeinikova misery and famine, and although they are still made to the farm, soldering for their labor were given reduced as the "enemy of the Soviet family of power." Ivan, of course wanted to help his cousin. He felt sorry for Anna. But the fuss was immediately also not safe because of related (albeit distant) with a "wife enemy" nothing good NKVD officer did not bode well. And Broken decided to wait a little while with his patronage.
But Myron Opadchy not hurt in troubled times collectivization. He was one of the first to come to the farm. True, the board still has not got. Myron be entrusted Warehouse on current collective farm, but he was not happy about it, considering that it is unfair "pushed" and not allowed to go to the authorities, all Opadchy also drank. And when they took on his chest, he shouted that "would show everyone who he was and returned all that he must belong to the right."
And now his rotten temper resurfaced. Ivan sat at the table and looked at the small piece opadchiskogo statements and realize that he is powerless in this situation. After all, according to the law he now he had to respond to a signal of his neighbor and longtime rival.
Broken rose, undid the top button of his tunic and sword belt loosened. After a few steps around the room, he took the safe, which stood in the corner, smoking a pack of cigarettes, and, frowning.
The situation was really unpleasant in every way. The fact that John has decided to withdraw her from her children to Kansk where you can convert documents. Broken already agreed on everything. And then the cousin would go for a new marriage, as Anne, despite all the hardships and grief remained beautiful and on the contrary, after the birth of her children, even adopted a more seductive form.
And now all the plans under threat!
Myron and his damn toolbar!
Now, Anna became a suspect, so he - Ivan bitomu have her arrested and taken to jail! Most imprison his cousin! After all, in another he can not do, otherwise it just is not right to do as security officer and a Bolshevik, because as not cool, if all the facts are true, citizen Anna Korobeinikova criminal and an enemy of the people, which violated the article of the law of August seventh thirty-second year, which is called "On the protection of the property of state enterprises, collective and co-operation and strengthening of socialist property."
Ivan knew that the law has long been called the "seven-eighths" by number date of withdrawal. And some of the most irresponsible elements dubbed it the "law of the three spikelets." And it was under this law and fell his cousin Anna Korobeinikova.
Broken sighed and went to the closet, opened the door and began to scour the books. A minute later, he found a thin pamphlet, fan notebook, Ivan stopped at one of the pages and began to read.
 "July 24, 1932 Stalin - Tm. Kaganovich, Molotov. 1. If you have any objections to my proposal on the publication of the law against theft of cooperative and collective property and goods transport, - give the following explanation. Capitalism could not have defeated feudalism, he would have developed and strengthened, if not declared the principle of private ownership basis of capitalist society, if he did not do private property sacred property, violation of the interests which are strictly punished and for the protection of which he has created his own state . Socialism will not be able to finish off and bury the capitalist elements and individual rvacheskie habits, skills, traditions (which constitute the basis of theft), shakes the foundations of a new society, if he does not declare public property (a cooperative, collective, state) sacred and inviolable. He can not strengthen and develop the new system and the building of socialism, if not to protect the property of the collective farms, cooperatives, all the forces of the state, unless it will discourage antisocial, kulak-capitalist elements embezzle public property. For this purpose we need a new law. Such a law, we do not. This gap must be filled. It, that is a new law could be called, roughly, as follows: "On the protection of the property of public organizations (collective farms, cooperatives, etc.) and the strengthening of the principle of public (socialist) property" Stalin. "
Ivan sighed and put the booklet back in the closet, shut the door. Broken remembered that curse of the law "seven-eighths", the punishment was harsh. As an "urgent legal reprisals for the Protection of collective farms and farmers from the violence and threats from the kulak elements involving deprivation of liberty for a term of five to ten years from the conclusion of the camp. Convicted under this law are not subject to amnesty. "
Broken stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, grimacing, went to the rack, took off his coat. And even though it was warm and dry September, Ivan decided in any case to take the road warm clothes because the weather in Siberia can go wrong at any time.
Broken muttered to himself under his breath:
- Damn, will have to go. Damn what a day foul? Bitch, what a day!
Ivan returned to the table, sat down, looked at the statement of Myron and scratched his head, opened the top drawer of his desk, took out a blank cardboard folder. On it, he took the pen and dipped it in the ink, gently brought:

"The case number F-1267 NTA Korobeinikova Akhmatova 1901 birth"

After that, the solid sighed, put in an application folder Myron Opadchigo, buttoning the top button of his tunic and pulled the sword belt. Ivan took out of his holster TT time attendance and checked the clip put the gun back, slowly stood up, put on his hat, took the folder coat and left the room closing it with a key.
In the courtyard of the police was busy local groom. The garage unit was listed as just something one car - cargo "lorry", but she was always busy with his superiors, so the rest of the personnel at the crime scene and had to leave the carts, or even on horseback.
- Hey, Makaritch harness the me the bay in the cart! - Ivan cried groom.
Stooped old man in the sweater looked up, smiled slyly toothless mouth, spread his hands
- An no, then gnyadoga! Parkhomenko took in Dzerzhinsk left! Masha was left alone!
- This red mare that? - Broken snapped irritably.
- Yes boss, redhead!
- Here's a pancake! So I'm on it for about four hours before Fanacheta trail again! And I can still take the prisoner! Give another! - Shouted Ivan.
- So no! - Again prokryakal man.
- No, no! Here send you to camp for the intentional sabotage of the police department, then find out! - Ivan angry.
- So at least in the camp, even in prison, and the horses of no more nature! You take the red? - Fearless old man chuckled.
- To hell with you, hell no teeth! Let's red! - Waved beaten.




Cart was creaking, and the mare lame. Redhead named Masha really barely dragged on the road, on the go waving his huge head. Ivan drove her prikrikivaya poddergivaya and reins, but the mare did not react to the sounds of the militant and angry man in the cart, and slowly and steadily transposes hooves on the ground.
The way to his native village, Ivan did not like. Straight to the track were coming gloomy pine and spruce, and it seemed that the more "someone" is, and not just "someone", and enemies who follow him out of the bushes and wait for the moment, that would kill him. Most likely, these terrible people were Kolchak Nedobitko that somehow miraculously saved from the penalty of Soviet power, and now lived in the forest, sometimes raiding the road and kidnapped by the NKVD and party workers.
Ivan was afraid. Fear paralyzed body. Broken at times unbuttoned his holster and pulled out his TT, checking whether it is removed from the fuse. Ivan thrashed the reins on the back Maschke and mother. But he swore softly. Because as you know, loud sounds can attract "mysterious villains."
After three hours of torment and anxiety finally struck home Fanachet. Redhead clouded cart on the hill, from which could be seen at a glance the whole village. Straight streets and straight box houses, gardens and sheds. Here and there I could see the smoke above the baths, the owners seem ready for "pomoechnoy" Friday.
On the way to meet the carts ran gang of boys. The boys shouted and waved their hands, but as they approached and saw a man sitting in a cart in the form of an officer of the NKVD, the boys immediately fell silent and turned sharply strechkacha gave to the village.
The native Fanachet Broken entered in relief, fear evaporated somewhere, but this state did not last long, a couple of minutes to the heart of the newly crawling anxiety and frowns. Ivan knew that he would be the opposite in every way communication with relatives and neighbors.
The main street was not the soul, and only the corner of my eye Broken noticed that in the windows flashed twitching curtains and silhouettes of people.
It became even nastier, countrymen feared and avoided it. Fanachetovtsy hiding and did not want to come across to Ivan on the eyes, and that meant that it simply does not want to shake hands, and this village was the greatest distrust and disdain.
Redhead dragged the cart to a small but sturdy house with blue carved frames. It was a hut Myron Opadchigo. Ivan jumped from the wagon, tied the mare to the front garden fence and walked to the gate. In the courtyard of the hefty dog barked. His husky voice was disturbing and threatening. Ivan, just in case the left hand touched his holster and pulled the right ring of steel that protruded from the boards wickets. But heck did not rise, the door was locked. Ivan sighed, whistled, and walked to the window that went out into the garden.
- Hey! The hosts, open the gate! Official visit of power!
Behind the glass shadow flashed, then soon the door creaked in the hall and on the porch of the figure of a man, beaten examined it in the gap in the fence. After a few seconds creaked and rattled the heck, dissolved wicket. A man stood on the threshold, he carefully and anxiously staring at the unexpected visitor.
Ivan involuntarily smiled nervously, twisting his mouth, threw the owner:
- Well, hello or something, Myron.
The man did not answer. He stood there and said nothing. Dumb and low forehead, angry face, bushy eyebrows and eyes ... eyes of the beast ... mutant. Stubble on his cheeks and beard. Myron Opadchy nozzles and also saw John. He looked around at his shirt, then looked down, staring at the chrome boots.
Ivan patience ran out, he shouted:
- Myron, well, that just going to stand and remain silent? I came to you not think the tea arrived, probably guess why I complained to you on Friday?
Opadchy grunted and turned heavily walked to the house, leaving the gate open. Broken understood - so his boss invites to pass. Ivan pushed his cap back on his head and scratched his forehead, followed the Miron. In a corner of the yard on a chain around the booth went into barking cable, he grunted and roared with rage. Broken ran up the porch and hurried escape to the porch.
At home Opadchigo warm. Ivan on the stove had to consider two heads Mironovskoe children. Somewhere in the corner of the room sat on a stool by his wife, one hand pressed to his lips edge handkerchief, another nervously fingering the buttons of her blouse. Miron, looking at his wife, contrary barked:
- Well tsyt! All went to the yard! Our conversation with the head will be!
Woman bustled, trotted, ran into the hall, children also rushed to the stove, and slipped into the door. Miron without looking at the guest went to the table, which stood at the window, sliding the leg two stools, quietly muttered:
- Well, get something, since it was secured.
Broken slowly walked to the table and placed it on his hat and sat down on the stool. Ivan unbuttoned the top button of his uniform and looked at his master. He sat down on a stool in front. Myron looked defiantly at the visitor. His eyes flashed anger again and some bestial cruelty.
- Well, Myron, guess why I came?
- Who knows you? - Answered Opadchy.
- Yes! Well, you type? You know ... and to tell the truth or not, ... all the same stubborn!
- And I see you, tie in his buttonhole was the captain, so, now what? Well, well!
This is it: "Well, well!" Sounded somehow sinister.
Bitomu, was not alone. But he immediately pulled himself together and went on
- Why did you scribbled on Anka slander? A?
Myron grinned and pulled his mouth into something like a smile eater.
- What do you boss?
- I'm on your paper about slander! Why did you scribbled on Anka slander? You do not know what will happen now?
- And what will happen now? - Sniffed Miron.
- Now ... I have to give the course of your slander! - Shouted Ivan.
- Well, come on! - Shrugged Miron. - Just do not my pure and sincere statement called slander! Do not! You no right to it does not! I told everything, as required by law. There is a fact, understand. That's it! - Grimly Opadchy muttered, not looking up.
- You're well boughs your soul, do not know what will happen to Anka something? A? Do not you understand? This is what you joking? You ruin a woman!
- And you're expressing something lighter, easier boss. Look, I can not complain too! I painted my word to you. You and do what is necessary! Themselves with these laws and come up with! - Angrily and defiantly said Miron.
He looked into the eyes of Ivan and again went cold inside - a view of the beast! Ivan sighed and peacefully added:
- Are you ... Miron, come on ... let's not talk shit to each other, swear, come on. It ... just think ... it might still, with your ... let this statement differently proceed? A?
Myron evil smile and defiantly said
- This is how it is ... different? A? You are the representative of the government, you people entrusted vrazhin different to light output! And you? You're doing? A? Trying to shield this bitch? Kulak litter? Well she steals people's property! People! And you?
- Yes, that's you! That you went wrong - shield! No one I do not want just to shield .... Just you realize that Anka planted! And her children! And for you it so? For two kilograms of grain or something?
- But did you let it go! - Hissed Miron, he got up from the stool and reached for Ivan hands.
Broken scared and backed away. He did not know what to do and Opadchy meanwhile, grinned mischievously and added:
- Two pounds say, but it is two pounds of the people! We in the village every kilogram of weight in gold! Who gave her the right to steal it?
Broken sighed, looking down said plaintively:
- Yes, you must understand, understand Miron, ... they also have nothing to eat ... they are starving children! Are not you sorry?
- Sorry?! And you, what a pity himself was not there when you ... these collective mind?! A? Self-pity that was not us that's all here! That we are now all hungry here! A?! Destroyed half of the village! No, not you ... sorry ... what's the? You something out ... you go in calf boots and soup breech zhresh! Bread, then go and wheat with butter chew! Sorry for him!
- You are what you say? You're talking about anti-Soviet propaganda? Yes I am ... you ... that's arrest ... and everything! He will go to the camp for ten, and fifteen years! You know that it is there to say? A? Collective farms you do not like? A?
Myron gave up with a shrug, he replied:
- Fuck you, fuck you ... me to the throne! Did not I tell you not heard anybody Besides from the two of us. If arestuesh, it's ... I'm in the interrogation to the first investigator scribbled paper and write ... - Ivan Broken his relative kulak litter and the thief trying to shield people's wealth, and me for what I am now ... time signaled sent to jail! So, think about it before then threatening me build! - Calmly and unemotionally said Opadchy.
Broken not know what to say, he had nothing to cover, in fact he was scared again. And that if Myron really write and it denunciation? And then ... then surely will reveal his relationship with Anna, and there .... there just is not good ...
Ivan remembered as six months ago in Cannes NKVD department had a case ... one lieutenant showed distant cousin - "enemy of the people." Lieutenant of the first fired, and then, after a month and did very planted, and in consequence it is "everything" confessed. However, as told in the smoking colleagues former lieutenant investigator that led him to the case, "overdid it with interrogations" and just knocked out former policeman "necessary evidence." And the fact that the NKVD able to beat, beaten not as strange and ridiculous it sounded, he knew firsthand.
At the beginning of the thirty-seventh year, all in the same Kansk, especially from Krasnoyarsk to trip came ugly and gloomy man. He appeared to be about fifty, and so this "Krasnoyarsk" worked with some members of the Kan city department NKVD interrogation training is "with prejudice." He held a number of lectures - "how to knock out the testimony of the enemy of the people." This, it turns out, was "a science." There were different methods - from simple beatings and torture by ending the sexual organs. And such methods were necessary as air, because ahead of the NKVD was a whole lot of work, enemies, saboteurs and spies entrenched among the people a lot, but not all would be recognized, and in fact the recognition of this is the main goal of any NKVD!
In the words of the General People's Prosecutor Vyshinsky - "recognition of the queen of evidence"!
Broken, panting, looked at Myron. And as he sat in nothing had happened, looked at his visitor.
- Listen Miron, ... - affectionately began Ivan. - Well, what do you need to put Anna? You're all mad at her or something? For the fact ... that she marry you not go? A? Myron? Well, fear you God! Why do you have a poor woman on the bench upekat? And her children orphans do?
- God speaks to fear? But you did say it ... no! Or not?
- Oh, well ... there is no God! - Ivan shouted angrily. - Well, do not you hold on to the words! Myron! Do you because .... she has not given you? A? But Myron is not a man that!
- Fuck you! Fuck you and your Anna together! You bitch-seed and then be depicted! You all do something and have not finished vrazhiny! Thank you! You have to know the dog and that themselves and devour!
- What's that? What Miron? You what? Fear ... - Ivan wanted to say God, but then stopped. - Fear of people! Fear! All the neighbors then you all will remember! How do you live with it, then you will be?
- Neighbors! What neighbors? Yes they do to each other denunciations scribbling! You have taught them to do so! Do not like someone - here you toolbar! Not like the guy, here you are you statements and announcements! Are you talking about? A? You over something to see! Out ... the other day, in the month Agapovna, Zhinkov Soropaevskaya ... scribble scribbled Mikhailov, so he was taken out! Ali, you know? After you have the same in Taseevo Mikhailov passed! Or not?! A Soropaevy took all that remained Mikhailova something ... and the horse, and chickens, so you tell me there is not tych ... conscientious found ....
- So, you do it, what can too ... that want to take away from the Anka? So, it's ... you Myron would tell me ... I'll talk to her. Well, it will give way, well, do not plant it for you! And Myron, what are you not a man or something!
Opadchy again vile grinned
- Ann, no! I said - it is a thief, stole, then it is, troubleshoot .... And I want to see how you will plant it, huh? I want to see ....
Broken panting. He bored look Myron did not know what to say. Ivan clenched his fists and nozzles as a bull in front of the cow. Finally, he packed up and gasped with hatred
- Well, you bastard Myron, you bitch! Okay, so you do not want to take my statement or statements to change?
Opadchy sighed, spreading his hands, grinned
- No, I do not want it ... stealing grain, stealing, .... I wrote about it ... and then you call me like that ... so you did bastard ... pulled form, you know, that I will not give you a face, although it would be necessary, ... you own a reptile ...
Broken rose slowly, he realized that the conversation has come to a standstill, and the talk has been about. Ivan put on his cap and turned and left the hut. The yard was met frightened wife and children of Myron. They are humble and watched hopelessly broken. Ivan blew out his cheeks and he wanted to do and say, all he thinks about their father and husband, but he restrained himself. He strongly moved to the gate and kicked at her with annoyance.
Hefty cable burst into a hoarse bark. He hate and disdain looked at a stranger in an olive blouse and red-blue cap.
Chestnut mare spun ears and tail waved from pesky flies. Masha Ivan untied from the fence and jumped into the cart. He burns red reins and shouted:
- Well, at least you come to listen!
Cart, creaking, rolled down the street. Of passing yards, masters with fear and curiosity, staring at broken. Ivan and nervously lit a cigarette, such as furiously tugging her teeth.



Korobeinikova house was nearby on the same street, beaten rode up to him slowly and reluctantly. Near the gate waiting for him Anna. She looked anxiously at the approaching wagon. Next to my cousin and her kids were, they hugged nurse on both sides of the skirt. Ivan stopped red, jumped off the cart and not tying the mare and walked slowly to his relatives.
- Hello Anna ... - sadly he threw his sister.
- Hello ... Vanya - a trembling voice said quietly Anna, feeling as if something was wrong, wiped a tear from her cheek avaricious.
Broken reached into the pocket of his breeches, took two big pieces of gray sugar and squatting handed them to the children. Those were happy, grabbed the sweetness and ran into the yard.
- Thank you Ivan, ... and then they have since yesterday without food.
- Oh, yes! - Ivan started up, he turned and hurried back to the cart.
There fumbled under his greatcoat took a loaf of rye bread and two cans of beef stew. Broken went up to Anna and offered products:
- That's what I have, ... brought ... Now, let it be ... eat.
Anna took the bread with the banks and pressed them gently to his chest, as if they were newborns.
- Thank you Ivan, - Anna quietly wept. - Come into the house, that is where we stand!
They went into the yard. Broken looked at an empty dog kennel. Next to a kennel lonely lay a thick steel chain with a collar. The dog was nowhere to be seen.
- Where Polkan for? - Ivan asked in surprise.
Anna sighed and looked down guiltily. She moved slowly to the door at home and quietly gave the go:
- No Polkashi our not. We ate it.
- How to eat? - Losses asked beaten.
- So Vanya. Last week. There is, then something needs children. That's had to put the knife Polkan.
- You what?! Anya?! Crazy, he's old and sick was? As it is, you can! Children would regret! He can contagious as how to do a dog, that is! A? Anya?
Anna stopped, turned and looked mournfully at his cousin's eyes and quietly said:
- I just Vanya on children even thought ... pity them. A Polkan not hard at all ... out of it, which turned out soup is rich, ... we get there ... and added nettle soup sort. Three days of eating. And even though the meat and hard, but still, something.
Broken looked at his sister. It seemed to him that Anna was not himself. She said it has something mysterious and aloof. Ivan shook his head and put his arm around the woman's shoulder led her into the house.
There they sat down at the table. Broken glanced at the stove, her fussing kids that with pleasure and some gnawed furiously given them sugar. Ivan sighed and took off his cap and looked at Anna. Sister sat motionless as if lifeless and without blinking, with the bread and the banks in hand, pressing it to his chest.
Broken scratched his head and said softly:
- Why are not you at work, then? A?
- This Friday we ... change is usually up to four after all. People released. And there's nothing to do ... with bread and then all today that have gathered ... have taken to the district. So here, ... wanted to flood the bathhouse, but that's changed her mind - sadly and monotonously Anna said.
Ivan again sighed, paused, then looked out the window, quietly muttered:
- An, ... what kind of relationship you have something with Miron Opadchim?
The woman jumped. One of the cans fell out of his hands and a thump on the floor boards, rolled under the table. Broken saw that my sister scared. She anxiously looked at John and said nervously:
- With Myron something, no, no, no! No, he's so .... came to me, so. That's no.
Ivan scrutinized her sister's face. It contorted as if in pain. Broken bent under the table and picked up the bank, then he stroked Anna's hand and gently took her bread and canned food second, put them on the table.
- That's what Anya, you tell me, please ... tell me the truth. I do not want there to dissemble. Tell the truth. So it will be easier ... and you and me.
Anna quietly crying, she was shaking with sobs, but the sounds were not released. Just as in paralysis shook her shoulders.
- Anya, please, calm down.
The woman sobbed and wiped her tears with the tip of her shawl and glancing at the children on the stove said quietly:
- Wan, he comes to me. Often comes. Stick, you know. I have it there in the current, older. On shift, so every time stick. It is like a chain broke. Storm! Swears all the time stick! He demands .... a ... male ...
Ivan sighed, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. Screwing up his eyes, asked:
- So it's like that when he stick-it was a long time?
- Yes, as long ... as Petya was arrested here, so first he did not stick, and all went and told all sorts of abominations. So, will pass, and it seemed to say anything. And then, then the time has come and he will offer to become an open, ... what would I have with it now, .... Well, you know ento, well, went to bed, you know ... with him ... here. But I do not agree. He's kind of died down first. And then ....
- Then what?
- And then became hungry. Now, there is nothing to feed the children, that's what it seems like, and help was ... - Anna stopped.
Broken eyed at his sister and smoked a cigarette.
- Well, go on, go on, what have you stopped ...
- Well, go on, you know, he's such a post is he a senior in current. He's kind of like a very important person, he manages the grain. Sometimes, you know, the remains are not yet falls into bags, there are leftovers. There is also a loss, so here it is these losses and charge.
- He became the seed you give? - Ivan asked scornfully.
Anna looked down and began to cry again.
- And do you know? - Broken evil grin.
- Yes, Joe, take it. Do we not die with the children to death. Us that the card for workdays give so this is enough for a week, and then the whole month and I do not know what to feed the children. You know me as the wife of an enemy of the people card reduced. Workdays put through again. First, to work so do not want to take, but then thought better of it, he had compassion.
- Oh, Anne, do not start! You should not have your vyezhivatsya Peter and the farm needed to join! That's it! And that individual farmers, .... know whether to be decided. Be thankful that you were with the children in the link did not send!
Anne shuddered and looked defiantly at Ivan. The woman was silent, her cheeks tears rolled down.
- What are you looking at me, I am so that I can do!
- Thank you. Thank you all. Thank you!
Anna got up from the stool, but then suddenly plopped down on his knees, bowing to Ivan's feet, her arms around his boots.
- Are you sdurel, or what? - Withdrew his sister beaten. - Come on, stop this circus, get up! - He shouted at Anna.
The woman got up slowly, shaking her skirt, sat back in his place. She smiled sadly and said quietly:
- You said to say thank you. So I told you this.
- What are you Anna! You're a right? You do it, Drop it! Can not be true! Are you crazy!
The woman grinned and waved his hand and said defiantly:
- Yes, gone, gone I'm crazy, like my Petya took, you took, that's gone.
- Anna does not start! Not up to it now! Come on Myron. So you took his grain, and then?
- Hmm ... and then, then what ... at first I thought he still had compassion on us, and so easy to help, and he's waited, waited, and again! Started all over again!
- So, it is for the grain ... you asked for love?
- Love! That's how it is with you guys say, but what's the love?! He just demanded of me that I would have gratified him ... his man's whim! Woman on a current of I did! Went and did!
Broken started, he looked at her with contempt and snapped
- What?! So ... you're still broke and went?
- Oh, how do you boil Vanya's ... lay not lay down ... and then the children are alive! And this is for me! And what is there for anyone lay so it only I know! That's my word!
Broken slapped with anger on the knee, taking another cigarette angrily:
- What a bitch! What does he need something now! That's bitch! Muzzle twigs!
- Are you talking about? - Anna asked suspiciously.
- Yes, so not about anyone .... - Broken podkuril cigarette. - Tell me, do you, that recently had a fight with him? Myron had quarreled with, or not? What happened between you?
- And nothing happened. I'm tired. Yes, and his wife came to me. All my eyes said. I told everything to her, too. We sat there like a woman poreveli and I decided no more Myron fend for themselves.
- Oh, that's it! How long did you decided?
- Yes, two months ago.
- It is clear .... - Ivan sighed. - You should have gave him Anna. And can be slipped ...
- What's that? - Anna asked anxiously.
- Oh, you do that .... Anna, feed-ka children. There they are hungry you. Let go!
Anna looked at her brother incredulously. But his team still performed, driven children with stove, sliced bread, gave them something to eat. Open a can of corned beef, poured boiling water in a mug. The guys play a good knife and fork. Broken sat in a corner and looked plaintively at his nephew. He was nasty and bitter.
The five-year Alyosha looked much older than his years, and downed strong boy, acted confidently and not a child judiciously. He ate bread and stared at his uncle. In his view, Ivan noticed distrust, anger, and even a charity in the form of a relative. Broken Alyoshka winked, but he did not react. The boy defiantly showed that munch bread and stew is now more important to him any favors. But his sister, Vera looked a baby. The four-year girl with long blond pigtails, pale cheeks, big blue eyes and upturned nose which she constantly dart, forced involuntary smile, the child was so cute and sweet.
Anna sat and anxiously looked from children, a brother. A woman's heart felt that Ivan has something to say to her, and say very scary. Broken tried not to look at his sister, he sighed heavily and sat puffing a cigarette. Finally, the children were satisfied and Anna drove them to the yard. Broken up and walked to the window. Having rested a hand on the wall, he scrutinized the street. Somewhere behind bustling Anna. She waited for Ivan begins this difficult and unpleasant conversation first, but it pulled. Finally she broke down and sat on a bench beside the stove quietly asked:
- You did not just come to visit us Vanya? Right?
- So Anna - without turning grimly Ivan.
- And what did you come from? What brought the news? Petya something?
- No .... About Peter, I do not know. And what do I know, sitting, now many of them are. Will behave will be back. But you ... you, Anna, ... without asking Myron, with current grain wore quietly?
Anna started, she pressed her palm to her mouth and said nothing, Ivan, not waiting for an answer, he continued:
- I mean, what business Anna, Myron very cunning and evil man. You, not let him, and he now builds intrigues you. Bastard, he certainly ... but Anna and you're good ...
- Is he wrote to me ...? - Suddenly asked Anna.
Broken turned and looked guiltily at her, then walked over to the table and sat down on a stool. Again took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one.
- So, he kept his word. After all, I wrote a denunciation. Still wrote ... - detached murmured Anne.
Ivan looked at his sister, he was sorry for her, he was ashamed, he was nasty and bitter, drawn-out cigarette, Broken evil asked
- It is that promise?
- Yes, I promise. He threatened. He said once I was refused, so he gave me to rot in jail. And the children promised to bring a white light. He promised that long ago. But I somehow did not pay any attention. And if so, then with his wife happened. When I finally decided it was of all, because he is like mad! He wanted to take me by force, would topple, and I, I was given, and grabbed the fork and at him. And he was afraid, he did not expect, and even began to ask for forgiveness! And then, three days later, just all different costs. He did not come and did not speak, and only in the evening came, took me aside and said, if I do not come in the evening on the outskirts of the village, it is necessary to send a letter to ...
- Here is the cable and sent ... - grimly threw Ivan.
Anna smiled sadly, she got up from his seat and walked over to his brother, slow down next to him on his knees putting his hand on him and said softly:
- So what happens now?
Broken not answer right away, he looked down at the woman, her eyes closed, exhaled
- The matter was brought to you Anna. You see, the case was brought. Bad things.
Anna said nothing, she studied the face of his cousin and quietly wept.
- Anna, you tell me. You really wore grain home? Or is he to you breshet?
- Wore ...
- Someone else saw or knew?
- Yes, there's all pretend that no one sees, but they are all a little, and by that time what Myron brew will bring, it is still that, in general, are all by yourself ... but no one seemed not to see it. Hungry in the village of Ivan, hungry ... can not live otherwise no children to support.
- How can it be hungry, you do so sow such tillage you have large? Earth is all you want from krovopivtsev fists but gave other cannibals. Do not you have enough? Previously, under the old regime all missing something, but now what? Can you really, what wound up saboteur?! A? You tell me, tell it like it is!
- Vanya, Vanya, you long ago somewhere in his native village of crop learned? Of crops so forth? About haying and cows? Ivan, there is nothing greater than this! Men who have almost gone into civilian killed so he died, and who took you out ... All that put together so it is necessary, in the district, but the city take? They all susekam rake! All cleaned! Vanya people have nothing to eat! No more of our old village Vanya, no ...
- Are you ... are you Anna's throw such words! For this you know what I believe? - Broken frightened whisper.
He looked around, as if fearing that they overheard.
- What should I be afraid, I'm tired, I fear ... - Anna got up slowly and sat down on the stool. - You tell me Vanya, what will happen now? A? Well, here you have got your business there, what will happen now, then?
Ivan did not reply immediately. He sighed, waving his hand and turned away. Anna waited, she saw her brother hard. Finally Broken gathered, fists clenched suddenly and sharply brought out:
- I came for you, Anna. For you, you ... I have to take him to the Taseevo.
Anna grinned at her mouth crawling puzzled smile. Woman as something fun and carefree said:
- Have you come to arrest me? And Vanya? You do arestuesh?
Broken not answer, he only has once again reached for a cigarette. Anna saw that his hands were shaking. Woman scornfully:
- I looked Vanya, his job is you do not love and fear. Vile you work ... Ivan



 Alyosha Korobeinikov darkness was not afraid. He knew that he was stronger than any evil forces. Alyosha Korobeinikov not afraid to stay home alone and he knew that there is no father, he is the chief of the house and he just can not be a crybaby and Lanky, the more that he needs to follow the younger sister Vera. Baby evening in the dark constantly whining and huddled up to him. Alesha loved and pitied his sister, and that would have attempted to calm her down telling her tale, or rather a story, one that I knew - about Ivanushka fool and devil. He remembered her from the Nurse.
And now they lay on the bed with her sister in a dark and empty house and clung to each other. On the table beside crackling splinters. Alyosha stroked Vera's hand and whispered monotone:
- And he went and took Ivan devil's beard, and drowned in a swamp.
Vera once again sobbed and asked anxiously:
- And that he drowned in a swamp it? There's scary ...
- Well, that's why it sank. Let's go to sleep.
- Why Uncle Vanya our nurse away? When she comes? I want to ma ... - whimpering girl.
- Come, come, our mother. Tomorrow or the day after. Bring her uncle. He promised.
- No, I'm afraid to sleep without a Nurse. Leszek I'm afraid ... - Do not settle sister.
Alyosha got up from the bed and looked around, he did not know what to do to calm sister. The girl burst into tears and cried louder and louder. And then the idea came to Alyoshka. The boy even cried with joy:
- Vera, but come to bed, climb into the trunk!
The girl immediately calmed down, her tear-stained face appeared even some joy and hope. Vera jumped out of bed and clapped her hands:
- Hurrah, hurray, climb into the trunk bed!
Leszek busily took a key, which his mother kept in a box on the dresser, went to the trunk, opened a large black castle. The boy tried to lift the lid, but it failed. He huffed and pushed the heavy iron-shod plane, but she could barely move. Then he shouted:
- Vera help me, but I can not alone.
Girl happily jumped out of bed and rushed to the aid of his brother's true good of it was not enough. Alyosha saw that the lid is opened only slightly, there is only a small slot, then the boy shouted:
- Well Verka take out, then I'm still a small piece of wood to keep the cover will be, sung it in the slot.
Girl brought a piece of wood, Alyosha puffed up with all his might, and raised again the heavy lid. Vera slipped paleno - trunk was ajar. The boy happily jumped into the hall and brought out a great arm. He raised a crooked stick to the chest and put one end into the slit.
- And come on, I Davie! - He shouted to his sister.
Vera and Leszek beat on his little rocker bodies. Cover subjects, he slowly got up - and it's gone! While Alesha kept rocker Vera slipped paleno. So after a time they were able to completely fold the cover to the wall. The chest was opened. Alyosha busily laid it on top of rags sheet and blanket, threw two pillows. Vera then hoisted and helped get her in the chest. After that climbed into the belly big box itself.
In the trunk was nice and warm, and somehow hollow. The children were happy and hugging. Vera is not even afraid of the dark - torch went out on the table. A few minutes later my sister suddenly said:
- Wan, let's close the lid?
- Stuffy will - Alesha dismissed.
- Well, let's Vanka. Let's close!
- Yes, as we close? Well, it is heavy, and it is not going to get next!
- Wan, come close, then the mother will come and we will! - Start whining sister.
Alyosha was angry, he started to fall asleep and you start again sister moan. The boy stood up and touched his cap, she was standing almost upright, leaning against the wall. Alyosha pulled over the edge of the cover itself. Heavy plane is surprisingly easy to succumb and shaken. The boy was frightened, he suddenly imagined that the cover can hit him and he decided to trick heavy colossus. Concentrating, Alyosha got Vera to move as far to the corner and once again held the lid on itself. As soon as the heavy iron-wood creaked plane went down, the boy fell to the bottom of the chest.
Cotton and became very quiet.
Alyosha heard the loud beating of his heart.
Knock, knock, knock.
Somewhere near Vera stirred. She whispered:
- As in a fairy tale Ivan, like a fairy tale ...
- Go to sleep now ...
They hugged each other and soon fell asleep. They were warm and cozy.
 



Bay gelding named RVS trot running down a country road. He snorted and shook his head in a monotone. From behind gelding reluctantly dragged the cart, her captain sat broken, he now and then thrashed RVS reins on the rump, making Squeeze the maximum speed.
Ivan hurry. He wanted as quickly as possible to get to the native Fanacheta. In the house of his cousin for three days were alone underage nephews. Ivan gritted his teeth and angrily lashed gelding:
- Come quick, quick mug your lazy!
But the Revolutionary Military Council to run faster and not thinking. Broken smacked his lips and squealing. In my head and climbed various gloomy thoughts.
Ivan recalled last interrogation of his sister, which he was forced to spend in the presence of his fellow detective named Brusnikin. Young and brash operas, and then get stuck and prevented Ivan talk with Anna. They did their best to pretend and pretend not to know each other. Broken down in a protocol testimony sisters and steadily write every word, he waited Brusnikin come out of the office. But as luck he did not want to leave. But at the turn of the third hour of the opera can be seen in itch and he ran to the toilet. When the door slammed behind him, John said quickly:
- Do not worry, Anna said all that I told you on the road. Tell all, as we agreed, and I will try to the maximum you all qualified. I'll try. Say what I told you. That's it.
Anna nodded and smiled nervously. She was breathing hard and often, and muttered:
- I'll say! Tell you what you say, all you have to say! Whatever you want, but you, you pray you God. You Vanya throw my children let it go! He has no one now Besides from you! No!
- I promise, I promise, I have them in Kansk Sveza while to his familiar, is there in mind I have one aunt merciful, I have it permanently removed the room, that's it and drove it prigreet ....
Ivan all recalled Anna's face. It was a gaunt and doomed to suffer, death and oblivion, Ivan was terrible and that would somehow, to drive away the feeling he thrashed the Revolutionary Military Council on the ridge.
Fanachet appeared suddenly, Ivan realized that quickly drove to his home village, since not noticed high milestone, which stood two kilometers from Fanacheta, Broken usually considered pointer from afar.
After driving up to the house Korobeinikova, Broken jumped from the cart and ran into the yard, where he unexpectedly nearly collided with a neighbor Anne, aunt Valentina. An elderly woman screamed and almost fell to the ground.
- Lord, Holy, Holy! Lord, Holy, Holy! - Muttered and was baptized Valentine.
Ivan although he was frightened, but gave no sign, he said, an iron voice:
- Are you here? Who are looking for?
Valentine suspicious and yet guiltily looked at the captain and said,
- Two days are just so no one walks in the yard, no one I Baciu. Now as you took Anna and no one. I've gone to the kids, feed them Mauger required. At least let me eat, eat bread, and ing Navara. Let pohlebayut a pity because, as their not. I cry, cry, and they do not respond ...
Ivan looked suspiciously at his aunt and asked:
- How do you know that I took Anna?
- Fee, identity saw the whole village, the whole village already knows you arrested her. For scho only, for scho you arrested her and Vanya?
- No one I have not arrested! Chattering nonsense! Gossip going! In the hospital, I took it! In the hospital! And now here I want to take the children to let her mother the congress, visit, here, and then leave them in a boarding school. At the time! And stop me here scratching languages! And I you! - Ivan threatened and went into the house.
He was worried. Behind him trotted Valentine. She whispered to him all chimed:
- Yeah, that's not, no there is no one I really came. As sunk into the ground ...
Ivan went on an empty hut and sighed heavily. No trace. Everything seems in place, but something still was not as usual. On the table burned splinters sticking floor, and near the chest lay some rags.
- I hope no one here except you climb? Things could not stand? - Ivan cried and angrily looked at Valentine.
- Yes you schozh mean it! Lord, but who can?
- Who knows? - Ivan walked slowly to the chest and pulled the cover. - Now check, am I remember that Anna kept here!
Lid creaked and somehow reluctantly succumbed. Broken picked it up and almost fell, inside the chest hugging, were nephews. First, Ivan even thought Alyosha and Vera just sleeping, but when stretched out his hand and touched their bodies, I realized that children are long dead.
A wild shriek behind Valentino
- Ah-ah! And-and-and! - The voice of an aunt. - Oh, God! Killed, killed!! Oh, little children, oh woe-then what?
Struck by Ivan stared in horror at the dead nephews, breathing heavily. The kids were like little angels. Alyosha funny opened her mouth, and Vera smiled sweetly, apparently, when they suffocated, they dreamed of a beautiful dream.



In the village cemetery Fanacheta among crooked crosses and headstones were several figures. One of them is in the form of high NKVD captain, and two others stooped low. Near the bottom of the three, two others were busy, they were standing in a large square tomb and threw a dry and loose soil. One of the workmen looked up and asked:
- Ivan, could still change his mind? A? Well, why so children what to keep? A? Let's humanly coffins ... they do?
- No, ... I said, bury them so! Dig! - Broken and snapped away.
He looked detached somewhere in the forest, looked and sighed heavily. His cheeks tears rolled down, but Ivan pretended not to notice.
- Vanya, Vanya, My God, let's really in their graves, and Vanya Well, why so? - Tried vstryat aunt Valentine.
- No, Aunt Valentina, I said. Then so be it! All! Let us immerse enough to dig! - Broken metallic voice commanded.
Thrown out of the grave diggers shovel and barely got out for yourself, then the men came to a large chest, which stood near the pit and pushed him under the ropes.
- Did you, aunt helps too! - Shouted one of the diggers.
Aunt and began fussing help peasants. The four of them with difficulty dragged the chest on the board that the diggers laid directly over the large, square tomb. Guys first tightened and lifted box - women pulled the board, then the gravediggers, podtravlivaya rope, slowly weakening, began to lower the chest down in a hole. A few minutes later he was standing at the bottom of the grave. The men threw a rope down and took a shovel, started throwing earth. Women wail softly. Beaten, stood silently watching as the village cemetery is slowly growing fresh red pile of earth. When it was over one of the diggers, got a wooden cross and drove him to his grave. Ivan closed his eyes and sighed heavily, he walked away.



I was standing on a chair in the middle of the room sat a bloody man. His face was covered with scratches and bruises, his hands were swollen and his clothes torn on the sides. Of the holes in the blue shirt were showing quite battered body. Clumps of dark blood dripped to the ground and hands on the dirty floor boards.
This man stood in front of the two men in uniform. One, one that is younger, went to sit on a chair and slapped him in the face:
- Bitch, vrazhina! Tell me, who else was in your band? Who is stealing the people's grain? How do you plan to seed the grass? How many people were planning to ruin?! Who told?!
The man fell off his chair and groaned. He could not defend himself and move his hands, but only by inertia doubled in Kalachik.
The one on the second form, quietly okriknul colleague:
- Hey, Brusnikin, go fetch water, ... you see now will die ... and you and I have this thing, then close, then the November holidays and gratefully received!
Young opera evil smile and reluctantly turned and walked out.
Ivan Broken waited until the door slams behind him, walked slowly to the man lying on the floor, squatting, said quietly:
- Well, Myron, now, then you realized that his own grave, then dug. You are now a leader of a gang of saboteurs Steals national grain and paralyzed current. So the most of you! Vyshak koryachitsya! And yet, surely you admit that there is a resident of the Japanese intelligence in our area. Thus, the name he called, ... so that I'll hang espionage! Vyshak you! This is for you bitch for Anka and her children!
Opadchy wheezed. He tried to lift his head, but could not, his eyes swollen with bruises hardly looked at the broken.
- You bastard Vanka, bastard ... early rejoice! I will call the name of the resident .... if you want ... Japanese residents! But that name ... you will not be happy! I hate you, ... you bastards! Ooh's! - Myron wheezed, his mouth started bleeding.
Ivan got up, he lit a cigarette and looked at Myron, that there are forces kicked him in the kidneys. He twitched and howled. At this time, the office came a young opera Brusnikin, he brought a bucket of well water and all over the maha poured it on Opadchigo. Formed on the floor dirty bloody puddle, in which scarcely stirred that until recently was a man ...
In two weeks ... to address the special meeting Myron Opadchigo and five prisoners were shot in the basement of the Cannes Commissariat Department of the Interior.



Broken lying on the bed in the shape and boots. In one hand he held a bottle of vodka, and another photo of the young woman. Broken time swallowing booze straight from the bottle and serenely smiling, kissing the photograph.
- That's Lisa. Probably will not see much more ... Forgive me, my love! It just so happened ...
Somewhere in the corner of the room zaburchala black plate speaker. The speaker voice narration exclaims about the success of the collective farmers in the fields of Krasnoyarsk Territory.
At this point in the front door knocked. Ivan lazy and turned at the sound of disgust and muttered:
- Well, here come ... waiting for them and they came ....
 Broken rose slowly, sip vodka again and put a photograph in his breast pocket. Ivan sighed and walked to the door.
- Well, who else brought hell?
The door she heard the rustle and whisper, and then a voice
- It's me Brusnikin Ivan open, there is an urgent call!
- Yes, what conversation? Brusnikin, my day off, but tomorrow I will come to the department and talk, come tomorrow, you know that you can not be patient until tomorrow?
Behind the door, silent, Broken smirked and slowly pulled out of its holster TT. He patted the gun and pulled the plug. After some time, a voice was heard again Brusnikina:
- Ivan, do not fool open the door!
- No, Brusnikin not. You should not go, do not ...
- Ivan is not a fool, you yourself do worse ... Put the gun down!
- Brusnikin ... do you have any witnesses, they brought?
- All as expected, according to the law ... Ivan! Open the door!
- Brusnikin, ... but what I suspect, then?
Behind the door, there was silence again, but after a short pause Brusnikin said quietly
- We know Ivan, Panna Korobeinikova your cousin! And yet, this ... Myron Opadchy ... well, he has written confession before his execution, he wrote ... that the Japanese residents ... it's you ...
Broken laughed, he laughed cheerfully and sincerely. Behind the door, anxiously waiting for. Ivan turned his gun from his nose, and said cheerfully:
- I knew he was a bitch and scum! I knew ... and generally not those I bet ... well ... Brusnikin, do you ... for me, then die in his buttonhole currently required! Increase the need you! And yet, Brusnikin ... be careful, this groom in our garage, he, in my opinion, does not love you. Suddenly, too, scribbled slander ... so that you be vigilant Brusnikin ... entrenched enemies around ...
Ivan turned and walked slowly back into the room. There, standing at the dresser, he frowned again and sipped vodka from the bottle, then disdainfully said:
- I felt ... damn this house .... The third guest ...
Squinted at the broken wall on it hung three portraits of Stalin, Voroshilov, and Yezhov. Ivan frowned and turned his back to them put a gun in his mouth. A shot rang hollow. The bullet shattered the back of the skull and brain clots gray and brown drops of blood splattered the wise person of the great leader and two commissars.