Before departure the Negro long shook hands of Diku and Charlie, wiping eyes and muttering something illegible, and those
emotionally tapped on the shoulder of him. Charlie has on the sly transferred it the letter for Jane, scratched by a pencil bit on
a brown paper piece.
Well, keep here, guys! Keep! It is a pity to leave. It is very a pity, really! The letter itself I will deliver, Charlie, be quiet, the guy.
Mike has last time shaken their hands, has turned and has run to the boat.
Friends long still saw, how he on the move looked back and gave it up as a bad job.
Farewell, Mike, - has said in low tones Dik.
The good Negro, - has emotionally added Charlie, - the Nice Negro. Best of Negroes what I ever knew.
For their instant has captured feeling of loneliness and sharp envy to those who rose now aboard a steamship. These people
already on a way to the house and through two - will see three weeks native, wives, children. Charlie has imagined, as Mike
will call at doors of its house as Jane as will be delighted to the letter will be frightened and will bother endlessly the Negro, to
bombard with its questions, without having time even to listen to the answer.
The island has become empty. On extensive, filled in concrete and cement space there were only a few barracks, a
management building yes two - three warehouses. At coast rolled from tens boards. And over a flat grey surface the
openwork bulk of a steel tower towered.
The rest of day after leaving of transport of Dik and Charlie have spent ashore, continuously smoking and being thrown by
insignificant phrases, thinking of that hour when they the grown hateful island is left. The heat this day somehow especially
exasperated them, but to bathe they were afraid: the lagoon still teemed with sharks.
It seems to me, - Charlie has told, having taken of a view of island and having been lop-sided towards a tower, - that still is
necessary to us properly popotet.
Charlie was not mistaken. Next morning all were woken by a roar of motors.
The enormous, transport plane of the Air Forces of the USA sparkling on the sun has floated over island, was developed and
has come in the land. Above it in bottomless blue of the sky silvery front sights turned nine jet fighters. The plane has landed
in northern part of island where there were no constructions, and all were surprised to art with which the pilot has planted a
multiton large object in any five metres from coast. Fighters, having taken a farewell detour, have departed.
From a management building people poured out. Colonel Smajers and Ball hastened to the plane, the others - to working
Fifteen persons to a tower - to establish lebedku, - choking with fast run, the senior foreman, - thirty - on unloading has