The white fluffy lump promptly slid to the lift.
- Stop! - Porthos has begun to roar and the first has rushed to a pursuit. - stand, to you speak! Athos and Aramis have lagged
behind it all on five steps, but the strange small animal has already dived into the transparent cabin similar to a glass from
colour glass, dexterously as if a fly, vzbezhal on its wall and has stuck with a pad into the lifting button.
When Porthos has reached the lift, the cabin already was carried away upwards.
Only in some minutes the stunned and uneasy friends have run out on street from Athos's house. And they have seen at
once: in the dark blue sky before evening, gradually swinging wings, the big white bird compressing in claws a fluffy lump
departs towards the Green valley, towards dark, towards a glade with a barrow. It departed all further, has turned to a white
point and has disappeared. Then they have exchanged glances. At Athos eyes were, as dark cracks, person Aramisa has
hardened, Porthos is noisy breathed, compressing and unclenching huge fists, at Gali lips shivered.
- We yet do not know that the opponent represents, - Athos has slowly said, - but we can consider that war to us is declared,
And above noses! - it has shouted. - listen to my command! Galja, immediately go home, make toilet and go to bed. Any
objections, it is the order! Tomorrow you will have a difficult day, I promise it to you... (He also did not suspect, was how
much right, when made this promise.) Porthos, go in a bathroom, change clothes and come back to me in an office. We with
Aramisom will contact in the meantime the World council...
When all red, steamed out and extremely pure Porthos in one cowards has fallen out of a bathroom, its friends crept on a
huge aerophotomap, outspread directly on a floor.
- Well, strategists, how are you doing? - He has enquired, densely taking seat on deserted plateau to the West from
settlement. - Have contacted council? - Have communicated, - Athos has absent-mindedly answered.
- Also what they to you have told? - In my opinion, they not so to us have believed. Yes it also followed expect.
I on their place too would not believe. But promised to take corresponding measures.
- What measures? - Corresponding.
- Aha... - Porthos has thoughtfully told. - and how Galja? - Just called. In my opinion, from bed. Yawned so that hardly could
- The babe has got tired, - Porthos with tenderness has told.
Athos has thrown compasses, was straightened and has had a look to Porthos in eyes.
- Listen, the sportsman, - has said it, having lowered a voice, - you now as, in shape? - Quite.
- We here have consulted to Aramisom, and we had one idea.
(Porthos has coughed and has assumed a dignified air: ideas with it shared seldom.) the matter is that to the opponent our
plan of a morning attack now is known. Duly to us followed attack immediately while it was not prepared. But we are not
armed yet. We with Aramisom just gather in the Museum of history of the weapon...
- And I? - Porthos has with insult asked.