Denisov did not know, for that he waits today. Probably, a miracle. The miracle did not occur. Probably, followed arrive here
on second of June. Or combination of calendar times not too important? The lightning was broke off, apparently, directly in
the person. It for a second has gone blind. And when the red and lilac stains floating in eyes in twilight, has frozen shrouded
the world have subsided, he has seen that on the bridge, bending down, the person with a rifle runs and something shouts,
opening wide a mad sinewy mouth. On the person there was an old patched soldier's blouse and the boots which have been
tied up by windings. He has suddenly stumbled, has fallen and did not move any more. Two dark stains have blurred on his
back. It was visible surprisingly clearly, as under a X-ray. And some more person have run on the bridge, turning around and
throwing up rifles. Denisov has suddenly heard shots - biting, empty. It at all the watchman banged in a beater. And from a
grammar school building, from iron gate with a monogram, accurately, as if in a head, zatyrtykal a machine gun. Denisov
even has bent down, being frightened.
Someone from the running has pushed it, someone has screamed. The raked peak-cap has fallen to feet. Sapsan, as well as
all - in a soldier's blouse and windings - has appeared on the bridge middle, swinging a Mauser. - Lay down!. Lay down!.
- The part of fighters has lain down, and barrels have bristled up from burdocks, but the majority has run further with the matte
persons smeared from unconsciousness. Them was not to stop. Denisov has for some reason appeared below, it did not
remember, where it have pushed off, and in a pale bubble of light saw, how, having bent, having brought a Mauser, settles
Sapsan - metres in five from it, on the bridge. All occurred very much in a slowed-up way, precisely from outside. The gun
along the Siberian path, and on other coast Poganki vspuchilsja has crashed earthen rupture. Then even those who has lain
down in burdocks, have run further. And Sapsan remained to lie. Denisov has again scrambled upward. The black dust ate
away eyes. Person Sapsana was blood - the grown thin, rigid, quickly hardening person with divorces of a sweaty dirt. Its
pupils were gone by bluish fibers. The broken lips have moved. - On-be-yes... - has whispered Sapsan. Denisov as could
carefully, supported its heavy head. From emptiness there was a Belief and, taking for a shoulder, has beggarly told: - We will
go from here...