Put on the dressing gown, - has advised Bulls and has gone to itself to a cabin.
They have entered an observatory all together, dressed very variously and warmly. On Bykove there was a Greenland fur
jacket. Michael Antonovich too has put on a jacket and has pulled high fur boots on feet. High fur boots have been deprived
magnetic horseshoes, and Michael Antonovicha dragged, as a fastened balloon. Zhilin has pulled a sweater and one
sweater has given Jure. Besides, on Jure there were fur trousers of Bykova which it has tightened under mice. Zhilin's fur
trousers were on Jurkovsky. And for Jurkovsky were Michael Antonovicha's jumper with a sail and very beautiful white
jacket.
In a caisson they were met by the dispatcher on duty in cowards and a vest. In a caisson there was a suffocating heat, as in
the Swedish bath.
Hello, - the dispatcher has told. He has inspected visitors and has frowned. - I have told: to put on more warmly. You will
freeze in boots.
The Jurkovsky has ominously told: - you that, the young man, jokes with me wish to joke? The dispatcher neponimajushche
has looked at it.
What there jokes? In a wardroom a minus fifteen.
Bulls were wiped by sweat from a forehead and has grumbled: - Have gone.
From a corridor pahnulo a chilling cold, steam clubs have rushed.
The dispatcher, having clasped itself hands for shoulders, has begun to yell: - Yes somewhat quicker, please! The covering
of a corridor has been disassembled by places, and the yellow grid of thermoelements shamelessly shone in bluish light. Near
a wardroom they have faced the engineer-controller. The engineer was in unimaginably long fur coat from under which the
blue vest looked through. On a head of the engineer the cap with ear-flaps with sticking out ears flaunted.
The Jurkovsky has chilly moved shoulders and has opened a door in a wardroom.
In a wardroom at a table sat, having fastened to the chairs, five persons in fur coats with the lifted collars. They were similar
on budochnikov Alexey Tishajshego's times and sucked hot coffee from transparent thermoses. At the sight of Jurkovsky
one of them has unbent a collar and, having let out steam cloud, has told: - Hello, Vladimir Sergeevich. Something you have
easily put on.