ready passed into a stage similar breakings of cherries from low growing tree. Drove versts thirty until almost all were killed, or took prisoner. Full there was a victory, even still bought not by the excessive price. Almost hundred-thousandth army almost entirely of mercenaries ceased to exist... And captured Poles and their naymit, gathered multitudes... Abner woke up from a rough push sideways. Ottomans broke into the cellar. Patsany and Akulina appeared, in a trap. In general the princely son did not think that in search of production, Turks in the first turn will glance to the cellar. Their four was roughly dragged on steps upward. Abner tried to resist, but Ottomans are obviously stronger. And the girl was dragged for a voluminous hair at all. It desperately tried to beat off, but to it broke off a sundress on a breast. Strawberry nipples on which dirty paws laid down were bared. The little girl was filled in with dense paint and... with shame fainted. Abner too very painfully twisted the right hand. The boy began to whimper also instead of rage, the soul was filled by fear. Vaska, and Petk serf ogolets: did not show resistance. They got used to humility, and change of owners not too frightened juvenile lackeys. From the Janissar bore then, and the rewandering koumiss. Unpleasant company. Boys were dragged out on a central square. There Ottomans put not too generous production. The little girl was stripped naked. It was elegant, and in a new dress, in morocco boots. It was bared, and already going to be raped without any constraint as Pasha-hit appeared. He carnivorously stared on beautiful, with golden hair the girl. Noted its young, not up to the end not created lines. Then drove up to it. Janissars obligingly lifted the beauty production on outstretched arms. Pasha-hit put thick fingers in a bosom of Venus, and with satisfaction exclaimed: - Virgin! Let will be a gift to the sultan! Boys were stripped naked too. From touches of rough hands there was a wish to belch. Ottomans accurately put clothes in the general heap. At the princely son broke the Golden Ring with a pebble, and a gold chain with the cross covered with diamonds. Servants boys thinly moaned when dirty fingers the Janissar got with him into mouths. Pasha-hit threw on them the captivated milksops - a fleer. Abner shook with fear and shame. His workmates stood, having looked down, and without reminder failed on knees. The princely son detained Pasha-Bey's attention. Cute, slightly plump, and some pale, despite summer the boy, quite could approach for a role of the concubine. However the current sultan not too approves similar hobbies for boys. So let will be just working horse. Or can sell at auction? So usually it is also accepted to treat all captives! Pasha-hit roared: - To give them loincloths and to take away to Istanbul! The loincloth, was old, and very dirty, but though covered shameless places. Abner still could not believe in reality of the events in any way. More than an hour ago it was knyazhichy, and families of founders of Moscow, and under its possession millions of gold Russian rubles and ten thousand serfs. And now he is a half-naked slave who is driven to a veretenitsa for other slaves. Stone cobble-stones of a pavement heated up and force to jump up Abner. Being knyazhichy, the boy never appeared in public without dandyish boots. Even hot Balkan summer when to go to footwear, extremely unpleasantly could not force the proud offspring of Dolgorukiy to fall to the level of the tramp. Now gentle soles of a knyazhich cruelly suffered, being tormented with stones, and a hot surface. It is the real torture for bare feet. With a naked torso during a heat of course it is more pleasant, than in a dandyish camisole, but the sun threatens to burn skin. Knyazhich quickly gave up, going on cobble-stones. And when tried to rise, it was prebolno whacked a lash. On a back the crimson strip was instantly blown up and the boy began to whimper. Commanding on Janissars quietly said: - Easier with it! This is the barin's son! Except Petka and Vaski tied ten more of local boys to a rope. Especially there was nobody to take slaves. To hands in tawing belts it is sick, but fortunately they are fixed skillfully not to cripple and to allow to grow dumb brushes. Abner felt very nasty. He became a slave, both in a nape, and with a side in it commoners boys which and to concern disgustingly breathe. Soles, unusual to the barefoot course, already broke till it bleeds, and bakes them. Each step is given with pain now. Knyazhich, keeps only on vanity. To it hunting to fall to the road and to roar from pain, but has a snack till it bleeds lips and suffers with the last bit of strength. Vaske and Petke is simpler, they already managed to sunbathe as a chertyata, and bare feet of serf boys are accustomed to sand, cobble-stones and the turf. They on fortress ran, flashing heels, gray from dust, and put shoes on only when it became more cool. For example, in the cellar where were going to sit out, being a partisan against Ottomans. It is easier for them to transfer transition. Cobble-stones of hunger came to an end and to go to have on a prickly small sand and gravel of the road. And it is hot and caustic, pain awful especially as on a sole there are a lot of nervous terminations. Abner tries to distract from sufferings, considering the escort. Protection was three times more, than captives. Janissars on horses, the Arab guards, several Blacks. Clothes too magnificent and bright for war, but it Ottoman troops typically. Muskets look clumsily and archaically. But sabers glint in the sun brightly, giving to equestrians a dashing look. Malchishka-knyazhich thought: whether Cossacks can release them? The chance such was always available, but... Than further they will depart, than it is less than hope. The blood-stained leg pain became intolerable and Abner moaned. Petka who differed in physical force, big for the adolescent, offered a knyazhicha: - Your Excellency... Give I you I will carry by! In Abner pride woke up: - It is not necessary! I am! Vaska who differed in ingenuity noticed: - With the legs injured in blood it is possible to catch gangrene also! And we in turn will endure! Abner wanted to play the unshakable rock again as his foot which is brought down in grazes and smudges pleased on a stone. Knyazhich began to yell, and was hit a lash on a stomach and a back again. But the terrible hail of the commander left beating. Not in forces more to restrain Abner burst in crying. Then by means of Vaski took seat on Petki's shoulders, relaxed. One of boys seeing as skin reddened at a knyazhich, broke couple of big sheets of burdocks and transferred with words: - Let his Excellency will take cover! After that Abner felt in himself simplification. Though on Petka to sit and it is not convenient. Shoulders are, however, wide, but with rigid muscles, a neck, however, strong and on it it is possible to lean the elbows. To bear on itself not a so thin knyazhich a task hard, but Petka before took it to himself Abner in suite worked for woodcutters. The boy though was an age-mate of a knyazhich, but differed in an athletic build, and quite could - drag and it it did - many hours on itself(himself) heavy logs and trunks of trees. So Petka puffed, but carried on himself the barin. Roofing felts the young serf did not pay attention, that now their former mister, the same slave, as well as they, roofing felts decided that he knyazhich will thank him then for it. But in any case the adolescent athlete tried. And here Abner, did not notice how he fell asleep. Exhausted on the sun and still damned hop did not disappear. All alcohol be merged in Gehenna. And Petka, being afraid to disturb the mister, carried him, there did not come the darkness yet. Certainly, he is terribly tired, and it was hurt by a back. Boys and other slaves were stopped for the night, allowed to have a rest and to eat a little. As food served stale flat cakes and the dried-up fruit with the usual, slightly diluted with vinegar water. Not densely, but boys having got hungry after the journey, devoured, everything is greedy. To Abner after a leaden sleep the piece did not climb in a throat, and it gave the share to the slogger Petke. The serf boy tried to refuse: - You your Excellency should support forces! Knyazhich at whom appetite was gone literally violently put Petke's flat cake in a face, having roared: - To me this plebeian food across a throat! And you guzzle better so far give! - Your will barin! - The got hungry Petka with pleasure devoured, a double, slave portion. Then, all be filled up to sleep, including Abner. Next day to continue a way. The servant approached the sleeping knyazhich, and stayed to it legs in a basin, oiled the peeled soles rose. Also kissed at parting on a forehead, having whispered: - The fatherland remains with you forever! . HEAD? 8 Having appeared in the city of miracles, Oleg Rybachenko did not cease to be surprised. Everything was such unusual huge, fantastic, cheerful. As it became clear, the planet had several types of measurements and if the virgin forest, to others the desert with oases was one of them, then the huge megalopolis was the third. Besides fantastic constructions, there were numerous giant attractions, such unusual types and designs here that eyes ran up. And their variety and quantity is so big that even if to try each attraction one time, then for everything there will not be enough also thousands of years. Did not deceive Lumition Stervell when represented him on council of a brotherhood. The group of boys and girls approximately of its age gathered in the hall, and most of visitors sent instead of itself holograms. Let's accept images, practically did not differ from originals, many of which were on other planets and galaxies. Anions, similar to children, discussed inclusion in the ranks of the new brother, hotly and having fun. The elder brother, to him as whispered on an ear to Oleg Rybachenko Lumi, there were hundred twenty five thousand cycles, and by sight his perfect age-mate offered. - This guy quite reasonable being, even biologically is similar to us and it is not his fault that threw the boy to our world. To survive it has to join a brotherhood. - The immortal aged man boy with pathos continued. - Anion cannot be one as the branch separated from a fire dies away, and the individual who remained alone perishes. To me opinion to accept mine Oleg Rybachenko in our ranks and to give the equal rights. It was vigorously objected by the girl, a three-colored black-white-red hairdress. Its voice on a tonality cast corrosion-proof metaclass="underline" - It is alien to us on culture, its world backward and cruel. And I believe, having entered our family, Oleg Rybachenko can be a stepson - a weak link. Whether it is better to send it home. At these words of the child distorted, he right there imagined what terrible tortures and tortures him wait with inevitable punishment. The boy, apparently, the local academician rationally objected. - And where we will find its Universe? We do not know its parameters, maybe, it is necessary to be stuck to and fro, risking to fly in a black hole or the hyper plasma universe with a temperature of quintillions degrees. The little girl frowned and proskulit: - And the superquantum intelligence agent - "Shapiro"? The academician answered already more emotionally: - Other Universes many trillions, and exact number are known by nobody, and each transfer is enormous expenses of energy. You taught the multiphysicist. The girl anion aggressively noticed: - Certainly, learned. But, having moved from the backward planet, Oleg Rybachenko will become a brake of our commonwealth and a brotherhood. The eternal boy academician did not calm down: - Still what life in the conditions of the difficult world tempers, does wiser. And though on age the boy he will perfectly get on in our collective. On the contrary it is so interesting to live near the representative of other race, besides, his reason is mobile, we will teach the boy to our knowledge. The little girl mistrustfully proskulit: - And if he does not want to study?! The academician-boy having let out a lightning, surely answered: - It yet never was and process of receiving new knowledge is not burdensome. You put on a helmet, and they fill the head. Without saying that the majority of anions does not use them. Oleg Rybachenko butted in conversation. The boy beggarly provorkovat: - If it is diligently necessary to study I. - knowledge is life as air for lungs. - We trust you. - Amicably chanted the most part of attendees. The girl skeptic did not wish to calm down: - And unless you do not want that you were sent back to your Universe to the native planet? Malchishka-popadanets begged: - In the world I am only an unfortunate convict. What so waits for me, the death penalty or a concentration camp. And here I can live in the habitual world with the peers. The little girl giggled and too let out sparks from hair: - And to live almost forever. And what you did at yourself what you were sentenced to death? In a voice of female anion grown wise not in one millennium of life experience scepticism and suspicions sounded. Oleg Rybachenko sighed, memoirs gushed over him, from children's eyes teardrops poured down: - Nothing one my peer, the hooligan and the informer is deserved received from me on teeth. Then scribbled a denunciation as if I attempted upon Neron ibn Totalitarnogo, wanted to kill the emperor of emperors. Now and in a voice of mistrustfully adjusted girl sympathy appeared: - And it is your such elder brother? - No - the So-called father of the nation! I loved it thought earlier that all what we possess received thanks to it. But this delusion, having sat to prison, and having seen as scoff at innocent children, I understood that Neron a monster - the terrible despot. Anions the surprised chorus exclaimed: - Scoffed at you? The boy, hardly constraining sobbings, prosipet: - Yes tormented, tortured, forced to work excessively. Besides, arrested my parents, also tortured them and now, probably, executed. Without volition of a tear poured down in three streams, flowing down on the grown thin child's cheeks. The elder brother addressed him. - Do not cry. So only old men and old women roar. And you are by sight a full-mature guy and has to hold a ray. Oleg Rybachenko unexpectedly from joyful and amusing thought, was stirred up: - You have a powerful civilization and perhaps you will manage to revive my parents? Anion with regret shook the head. - By science it is proved that after death of soul go to other Universes to continue to live in new bodies. But as the quantity of the Universes is infinite, and the planets which are available in them it is almost impossible to count probability of a meeting with the initial individual - is extremely small. - Seeing the upset child's look, the head of anions hurried to add. - That is the death is not the end, life continues, but everything around you so changes that it is similar to a rebirth. Be consoled that your ancestors continue to enjoy existence and are quite may be happier, than in the world of the dictator. But the probability to find them is insignificant - is scanty. Oleg Rybachenko wiped the pinching cheeks of a tear and moaned with despair: - It of course consolation, but very weak. Though you have me already adult and to me to cry to anything. How to call you "wisest". - In the last word the irony took. The head of anions reproduced the eight in air and in pathos style uttered: - My name is the Reason Wave, but the wise should not call me other anions very clever too, and we have no fools and morons by definition and, cannot be. - Faugh, I hate mentally retarded. - Oleg Rybachenko saw somehow one and he kept the most disgusting memoirs. Though he studied at exclusive school, all little fools and poor people were thrown out by the authorities for gate. Reason wave expressly politely objected: - The unfortunate individuals damaged in mind should be treated. We own in the ways to increase brain fabric and then even the idiot to become reasonable. Flying to the backward worlds, we help oppressed races. Oleg Rybachenko having thrown up a hand in pioneer salute, rang out a voice: - And it is possible to join you, I want to help weak and poor too. Wave of Reason declared: - Let's solve vote...-The elder brother roared. - Well, who - for! - Wait. - The annoying girl objected. - We did not finish discussion yet. - And here and there is nothing to finish. - A wave of Reason slapped a fist up to a palm. - Arguments are in advance known, but unless it is not visible that Oleg Rybachenko the individual not weak