commerce adviser Mr. Stormer.
Displeasure was replaced on a face of lady Hinton by a habitual mask
courtesies.
Marshal de Terlonzh, the French banker with shadowy past entered,
the title of the baron which profited in the war and bought. To it was under fifty, but
it looked a perfect wreck. Together with it appeared broad-shouldered,
the strong old man with a red face of the butcher. The baron проковылял to a chair,
kissed a hand of the hostess and, strongly stammering, told:
– Allow, e-e-e., to present my kkompanion and Mr. friend
St… St… St…
– Stormer! – the fat man banged, stretching to the shuddered hostess
the spread wide thick fingers.
– His Eminence bishop! – the footman announced.
The bishop Iov Weller, the stout, healthy man with thoroughbred entered
ruddy face. His radiant eyes and juicy lips smiled.
After the bishop professor of philosophy Shnirer seemed. It
puzzly looked round around as if got at the wrong door, smiled as
the child who learned familiar faces and, having given both hands, went to the lady
Hinton.
After mutual greetings all took seat at a tea table. At this moment
at an entrance the beep of the car cried. Lady Hinton discontentedly frowned
– “after all is!.” – and Ellen slightly reddened. She learned beep
blottonovsky car.
In two minutes lord Henry Blotton already entered a drawing room, in black
tuxedo, fashionable vest and tie, sparkling a monocle. It was scented,
it is perfectly shaved.
– I was not late? Hello, aunt! – so he called lady Hinton,
which had the remote relative.
As soon as all took seat at a table, the lady started talking on a favourite subject about
degradation of morals, dissoluteness of youth, modern books, “which
it is impossible to give in hands to the well-educated girl”, about lack of due
respect for authorities and seniors.
– Tell, dear baron, – she addressed the banker, – I heard, you
came to us to extort the English gold? You want to shoal our gold
pool?
The face of the banker warped.
– Хь., хь., хь… I am for this purpose too low-power pump, the lady.
TT., the same success I could shoal the Atlantic Ocean.
Lady Hinton reluctantly received “it the upstart”, but was with it
it is kind at insistance of the legal adviser and managing affairs
Smiggers who ran large business with the banker.
Did not forget lady Hinton as the hospitable hostess, and the old philosopher.
– And where your charming daughter, Mr. Shnirer?
– And? What? – professor as if wakening from a dream asked. – Amelie?
Yes. At a football match! What? Soccer! And? – It plunged into the again
usual contemplate state.
– It is a pity, – lady Hinton stretched though she in soul was glad: it
preferred men’s society, besides in Amelie’s behavior a lot of things
shocked her.
– Doctor Teker told me terrible things, – it continued,
addressing already all and darting a sidelong glance at Teker, – how ours
the famous writer predicted death of a civilization. Really it
perhaps?
The ticker was on thorns. He thought of the wife, of the newborn and
every minute tried to rise, take the leave and leave, but did not decide to make
it.
Shnirer, having heard about the favourite subject, unexpectedly turned from
contemplate Buddha in the ardent speaker.
– Death of a civilization! – he exclaimed, having sparkled eyes, and continued,
increasing tone:
– Yes, the civilization perishes! She is doomed, and she is ruined by the car, it
iron monster. The owner of land becomes the slave to the car. It forces
us, one and all whether we know and whether we want it or not to go
till its ways. Without restraint the rushing chariot drags for itself prostrate
the winner, until he dies… Human beings, so
carefully raised these wild and dangerous animals, woke up and found
in an environment of the new race of iron monsters dominating over them…
Shnirer did not speak any more, and cried out, shaking by the wrinkled fist:
– It is necessary to bridle even stronger science, to detain rationalization,
to clamp the equipment, to suffocate invention, differently death of a civilization and
our death are inevitable… Still a cup of tea, more strong if you allow, —
unexpectedly it finished.
Ellen silently spilled tea, imperceptibly glancing at the groom. But that
was interested in liqueurs more, strenuously adding the bishop whose face
shone light of terrestrial pleasures.
– WW., ffva., are right, professor, – objected the banker, – it is necessary to the technician
to keep in a strong bridle. But civilizations threaten not only машшш.,
cars. There are animals more dangerous, artful and ruthless…
– Communists! – lady Hinton exclaimed.
Precisely December cold blew softly in August. The society which gathered for
table, it was stirred up.
All started talking at once, having forgotten about ethics. Faces were poured by hatred,
rage and fear. The word was pronounced. General disease, which
undermined all, saddened, joy of life poisoned, sang dreadful
dreams, it was called…
Everyone hurried to facilitate the soul, to pour out what overflowed long ago
heart. Spoke differently, but about same: about damned
communists, destroyers of culture and civilization, fanatics. Here was
in total: and revolutions in three states, and “nationalization of women”, and
Komintern, both dumping, and destruction of temples, and hunger…
Never before society of lady Hinton was so unanimously, so sincerely
in expression of feelings and thoughts. Never at a table sounded so harmoniously
the symphony of hatred and bodily fear before close revolution.
“Red animals” – unless not they threaten to take away everything from lady Hinton:
title, power, situation, wealth?
Their propagandists decompose Christ’s herd and threaten with God’s desolation
to temples, starvation to the bishop Iov Weller.
And the philosopher Shnirer – that other, except boundless hatred, he could
to feed “for patrons of the equipment and enthusiasts of industrialization,
forced to serve themselves cars which the teeths tear
human beings also threaten to crush the gear wheels modern
culture”! . When nervousness settled a little, lady Hinton seized
conversation.
– I offered two hundred thousand pounds on fight against them recently, but
it, of course, is not enough. Each of us has to understand that it is better now,
while the getting is good, voluntarily to refuse a part of the property, than
to lose everything.
– I read about “Noah’s Ark” and I believe that the writer quite
in due time raises a question of great importance, – Henry told, reeling up
on a finger a ribbon with a monocle. – When in a number of the countries revolution wins,
won, the truth resisting, quit the stage and as extreme
means, rescue in flight look for. But where to run? Whether is quite
the safe countries on the globe? It is time to think of it.
– Do not accept my words, – the baron told, – for premature
defeatism, panic, disbelief in a victory. With risen we will be
to fight all measures to the death. But success seems to me
problematic. Already now we are anxious with in what business to place ours
capitals, where big guarantee of their safety. However can come
the moment – and it is rather, than it seems to much, – when it is necessary to think already
not so much about the capitals, how many about to.
– And people will rush about here and there, as in the house embraced
flame, – in Shnirere the prophet recovered again. – From the country to the country will be
to run they and everywhere will meet an all-devouring flame, a pernicious flame,
unrestrained and inevitable, as destiny. Also will not save from him the guard,
iron lattices of fencings, thick walls. Everything will die. Everything will turn
in ashes. And we will die. – And, having passed to shrill shout again, Shnirer
finished – And who is guilty? Cars! Proletarians! They! Still cup to tea,
more strong if you allow.
– Strikes began, revolution will finish, – the banker brought a remark.
– Yes this bowl will pass us! – the bishop exclaimed and, having instantly made
pious expression, crossed. – Here really it is time to think about
some., an ark in which with the God’s help could take refuge
righteous persons – color of our civilization and culture. Whether not merciful
the Lord put some idea this, how in times Noyev?
– To construct such “Titanic” – “ark” of modern scale,
equipped with the latest technology? – ironically Henry asked. —
And further? Where you on it will go? To the southern seas? To uninhabited
to the island mislaid in the ocean and not plotted even? Nonsense,
there are no “white spots” on the world map any more. There are no almost such islands. And if
also is, they will be found soon. Construction of “ark” and its departure will not be able
to pass unnoticed. Will find for us, will overtake and will crush as worms,
together with “ark”. Where, at last, a guarantee that it will manage to be completed?
There came silence.
– Really there is no exit? – lady Hinton asked.
– Why is not present? There is a solution, and quite good as it seems to me, – it is quiet
Henry answered. – Here you, mister professor of philosophy, scolded to the technician,
and from the point of view you, of course, are right. But the same equipment can give
for us and an exit to open a way to rescue. We will force the equipment to render to us
this last service, and then I have nothing against if it is
it is destroyed, to your pleasure, professor.
All pricked up the ears, listening. The henry happy with the had effect,
made a pause and slowly continued:
– “Ark” can save not all belonging to our class and
to circle, and only small group of the electees… “Magics to escape yes will escape”
– so, apparently, the milord is told in the writing? So, “ark” can and
it has to be constructed. But “ark” of absolutely special grade which carried away
us far away from this rebellious planet – well, at least for a while, so far
danger will not be eliminated. Or otherwise., forever…
Listeners disappointedly leaned back on backs of chairs, and the bishop,
Henry as dexterous maneuver who apprehended words to distract the general attention from
gloomy thoughts, threw off a fast mask, began to shine and good-natured burst out laughing:
– Perfectly! The ark floating on waves of the radio ocean!
Excellently!
– Yes, on waves of the radio ocean, – Henry seriously answered.
– It could come to mind only to Henry! – respectable exclaimed
the lady not flatter for it tone.
– Least of all in my head, the aunt. I admit, I understand a little in
to the equipment. But you, misters, know that recently I pay a tribute
to interest in stratospheric flights together with my friend the engineer,
large theorist of a zvezdoplavaniye and talented designer Leo
Zander. I just from it… And if you knew about its works, it
achievements…
– But same chimera!
– Imagination!
– And how we will breathe there?
– And what to eat? Air?
– We will stiffen from world cold which will destroy us also soon
and it is right as it will make communism.
– He wants to send us to the sky prematurely!
– And you depart?
Exclamations, jokes, laughter were heard.
– The lady and gentlemen, – Henry was not appeased, – your questions and
exclamations testify only to full yours, to put it mildly
ignorance of a subject. I claim that if you…
But did not listen to it. The nervous tension found a way out. Society
cheered up. Even Shnirer left the gloomy concentration and
opened that in this world, except strong tea and terrible cars, exist
still amazingly pleasant liquids concluded in graceful small bottles, and
the bishop reddened more than ordinary and laughed more loudly, than it was necessary
to it at its dignity.
Lady Hinton was happy and already graciously glanced at Henry,
it is free or involuntarily rendered her service.
– Let’s not be, misters to think of gloomy things, – she told. – God
it is mercy, our people are reasonable, the power in reliable hands, and to us,
I hope, it is not necessary to resort to the air ships and to look for rescue in
similar flight. Why you will not taste this liqueur, the baron?
Henry was angry by a failure of promotion of a zvezdoplavaniye.
He expected to receive several checks for continuation of experiences
Zander.
Lady Hinton seemed she managed what as to the skillful captain, already
to bring the ship out of a strip of the most severe storm, and suddenly flew new:
Stormer who was silent all evening zagromykhat by the thunderous voice:
– And I assure you, the sir, – addressed he Blotton, – that in the southern seas
there will be not one ten more unopened islands. I well know Silent
ocean. In its southeast part, far from main ocean roads, and
now still it is possible to find a silent shelter, – the island which is not put on one
card… But… I am a businessman, the businessman not inclined to panic and
to hysterics. Silly, however, to close eyes to reality. We live
on a volcano. Yes. We with devilish (Hinton shuddered) speed fly in
abyss. I will not list the latest events, they are known to all.
It is necessary to be ready to the worst. Yes. – Everyone it “yes” rattled as
thunderclap. – I speak not about a silly pose a rack. The baron is right. It is necessary to fight
and at the same time to prepare ways of retreat, so far we did not tie hands and
there are capitals.
To construct the huge motor ship. Such “Noah’s Ark” of three hundred
meters and with the displacement of eighty five – hundred thousand tons. So
mechanized that it was possible to manage the minimum quantity
crew – from young people of exclusive classes. Any
the proletarian, because all of them are obvious or our secret enemies. Yes. How many
wars, revolutions will last? Four-five years? We will be able to take
food on six, for eight years. Not to mention an opportunity
replenishments of stocks fishing and hunting on lonely islands. And we
let’s sit out. We will be able to keep thus the life if not the
capitals. I offer, without postponing, to organize the company for
constructions of “Noah’s Ark”. Needless to say that members of this
the companies will be only chosen and all case will be processed in the most strict
to secret. My project does not exclude yours, the sir, – turned Stormer to
To Blotton, having filled on him the red face with goggle rachy
eyes. – He agrees: to open our floating island our enemies nevertheless
will be able. In a zvezdoplavaniye I, unfortunately, understand nothing. But if it
it is feasible why don’t we prepare as a last resort and to
to the last jump – from Earth to abysses of the sky? You will not refuse courtesy,
the sir to acquaint me with your inventor?
If he convinces me that a zvezdoplavaniye not a chimera, I am the first
I will bring a share.
– Ffva you fverit Nneuzheli in a zvezdoplavaniye and hkhgotova to fvlozhit фв it
business to., to., capital? – Marshal Stormera when they asked
came back from lady Hinton.
– I trust! Yes! – Stormer bellowed. – Both of us are businessmen, the baron, and with you
I can frankly speak, – it continued more quietly. – I trust in
the zvezdoplavaniye is as firm, as in a placer on the Thames. Yes.
Listen. If the Thames proceeded for thousands of kilometers from London, in
to the exotic country, thousands would believe in a placer on the Thames.
You remember mine “silver mines” in New Zealand or I wash “the Australian
oil”? I acquired on them millions, and they existed only in imagination
shareholders. Now you understand, as on the Thames can be gold
scatterings which will enrich us?
The car began to shake as if flew on the timbered bridge. Driver