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- This sailor ever happens. Ned put a hand on his shoulder. - Paddy, do not be mad at me, for I really think that you should not drink.What would have gone wrong either, I'm sure you are not going to benefit from ... - Calm down, Ned. No there is no whiskey, and the key I gave him the wrong one. Just because we have a little time. - Leclaire laughed, enjoying his own cunning, and then download the film Gam yee wai
and coughed again, spray the face of Ned saliva and blood. - Oh, God, skipper.Listen, I'll call on the radio helicopter. - Hand me that bag - as if not hearing it, said LeClair. - This one? - That same, my friend, let her here. And now, Ned, look me in the eye. Ned looked Leclair in his eyes, which I remember fun and blue. Now they were bloodshot, filled with tears caused by coughing.- I can not trust you, Ned, is not it? - Of course, the skipper. - Then, damn it, tell me, boy! - LeClair grabbed Ned's wrist and squeezed it with force. - What do you more than anything else? Is there anything should, what do you think now at this moment? Ned nodded - laughing Portia stood in front of his eyes. - Good.Now swear to this most sacred thing for you that you will do what I ask you, and not a single living soul about it really. Not a single! Ned nodded. - Loud! Swear out loud. - I swear, Paddy, I swear. - Well ... okay. I believe you. Then that's what ... - Leclair rummaged in his bag. - Take this envelope. He sealed.If I do not get to shore alive and well, bring it. Personally. He should get into the hands of ... - LeClair motioned Ned close and whispered in his ear the name and address. Hot breath of its noise was given at Ned in his ears. - Well! Got it? - I think so. - Repeat. Only in whispers. Covering her mouth with his hand, Ned whispered in his ear LeClair:- London, SW-1, Heronskver, thirteen, Philip Blekrou. - Remembered. Do not forget? - No, never. I promise. - Well, that means everything. Harness the envelope further, that no one saw him, and told him about anything. And do not forget the name of the address. After all, is not such a difficult and scary, please, right?LeClair dropped my hand and Ned, gasping for air, leaned back in his chair. Ned watched him go from the face of the few colors, which is still preserved. - Can I now call on the radio help, skipper? - We'll get to the bank hours through pyatshest. And now the time has little meaning. - But what is it? What happened?- Vsegonavsego attack - Leclair said softly, smiling and closing his eyes.
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