The Planet of Tears 4

Надя Бирру
And in time! In a small chink between portieres she saw: the opposite wall silently moved apart, opening a pass in other room – big and brightly shined. From there with cheerful laughter the flock of the girls dressed in easy soaring clothes fluttered out. All of them were tall, harmonious, fair-haired, something imperceptibly similar to each other, and identical translucent clothes did the difference almost imperceptible.

In the centre of this wonderful live bouquet the young man slowly walked. In his gait, in each gesture and a sight of his greatness appeared, he could seem haughty, if not that tender expression of his face.

The young man was extremely handsome. With a soft imperious smile he looked around, his big radiant eyes were thoughtful, dark curls were intercepted by a thin hoop. He was dressed in the poured suit which shades varied at his each movement, the long cape felt from his shoulders, a thin waist girdled around a wide belt, with set of brilliant buttons.

Girls told something to him, but Martha could not understand a single word. At last, the young man stopped in the middle of the room and ordered to all to leave.

Girls disappeared, only one of them was still here. Martha saw her fine profile and a mild waiting glance. The young man hugged her. She kissed his hand and silently slipped out. The young man sat down, then leant back on a bed and closed his eyes.

Frightened, surprised and dumbfounded by everything that she has seen, Martha did not dare to move. But the young man laid motionlessly, his breath was quiet and deep, and Martha decided that he had fallen asleep.

She got out of the shelter, made some steps and, at last, she was near at the moved apart wall, but suddenly the wall shut, and the silent triumphing laughter came behind her.

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