In hold the cashier has gone down. Behind it bore a little table and a leather suitcase.
There has come a long-awaited instant. Everyone has received on two envelopes - one with the check, another with the
recommendation - and on two hundred dollars cash. Charlie and Dik which have kept up, as always, first, have opened
envelopes. With checks also have not choked nearly with amazement and pleasure: on is gentle-lilac figured leaves of a
dense paper fantastic numbers - four thousand have been deduced... Four thousand dollars! We leave on a deck, - after
short silence Dik has told, - something is stuffy to me...
They have hasty got out upward and have stopped on a forage.
Yes ive... Charlie, - four thousand has murmured! Think only, four thousand for five months! Now I...
And the recommendation! Do not forget about the recommendation, the old man! Stephen swore that it is better than any
inquiries on loyalty...
They had a look against each other and have happily burst out laughing. Suddenly Dik Charlie has seized the friend for
руку:Гляди! What they there do? Guys with automatic machines any more were not near a tower. But at its top, near a
dome, people in white dressing gowns pottered about. Even from a steam-ship board, on distance not less than two hundred
metres, it was visible that they very much hurried up.
Here one of them has gone down, has examined a cable lasting from above, and something has shouted. The others have
now gone down also.
It, that, a lean devil! - has whispered Dik. The person in a pith helmet and people in white dressing gowns have hasty run
away to coast and have jumped in a boat. Immediately the steam-ship case has begun to tremble small дрожью:заработали
cars. Hardly the boat has been lifted, as zapleskalas water behind a stern, and the island has slowly floated aside. The
steam-ship, speeding up, left a lagoon and has headed for the south. Charlie and Dik as bewitched looked towards island. It
decreased in the face of. The tower with a dome became all more low and is more thin and at last has turned to hardly
appreciable hyphen on horizon.
Someone has coughed over their heads. They have looked back and have seen the person in a pith helmet, standing on
the bridge. He peered at that party where island outlines thawed. The seaman has approached to it in kitele with gold stripes
- obviously, the captain.
Admire last time, the sir? - He has told.
Last time, - the person in a helmet not at once has answered. - anybody is more than it never will see.
The doomed atoll, - has grinned the captain. - yes, the doomed island.
In a day it... pfff! We, thank God, will already enough far from here.