Ioganycha have dragged up to "Boy", have laid more conveniently. Bykovu it was necessary to spend before some minutes
for resulting Jurkovsky in itself.
The geologist went round the dead conveyor, hearing nothing, without answering, without noticing. Bulls has seized it, by
shoulders, has strongly stirred up, and then that has come round and has obediently followed it, sobbing and muttering.
Dauge still did not recover consciousness. There were no medicines, bandage.
There was nothing to close the burnt feet of the friend. It was impossible even to remove from it a helmet and to give to drink
water - temperature of air after explosion it was still too high, more than 80 degrees. Jurkovsky and Alexey Petrovich silently
shifted Ioganycha, rummaged in carryalls, winding the covered with wounds feet with rags. They tried to do to it artificial
breath, without knowing what for, a suit tatter covered from a burning wind a naked body. Bulls constantly looked at the
manual thermometer, but the temperature went down slowly.
- Will die, - has spoken Jurkovsky. - the Burn of the second degree. Badly...
- Be silent! - has roared Bulls, flying into a rage.
- Alexey! It creeps, - has murmured Jurkovsky, as delirious. - look, creeps...
- What? - Alexey Petrovich has looked back and at once has understood.
Round "Boy" slowly, but the ring of a red film was considerably closed. The crimson weight crawled from different directions,
stealing up to the centre of terrible underground explosion which has burnt "Boy" and where blocks vyvorochennogo the
melted off stone were now piled up. Over a deep black funnel smoke clubs rose.
- Will overflow, - continued Jurkovsky. - Will crumple, will crush... It is necessary to Leave.
- Where? - Bulls were looked round by horizon: the crimson veil from different directions crawled.
The Jurkovsky has hard risen, has tended to Dauge, took it cautiously under plechi: - Undertake, Alexey... We Will be
locked in "Boy". Perhaps, we will sit out...
Ioganych has plaintively moaned, when they protiskivali it through the narrow hatch. In a caisson was still very much hot, it is
ready zharche, than outside.