at professor Douel I ask not to open the air crane. At it… vocal chords are damaged and…
Having caught a distrustful look Laurent, he with irritation added:
– Anyway… I forbid you. Be obedient if you do not want to draw upon yourself serious troubles.
And, having become cheerful again, he lingeringly sang on motive of the opera «Clowns»:
– So, we begin!
Laurent opened cranes.
The worker’s head began to give the first life signs. Hardly considerably eyelids trembled. Pupils became transparent.
– Circulation is. Everything goes well…
Suddenly eyes of the head changed the direction, turned to window light. Slowly consciousness came back.
– Lives! – cheerfully the Core shouted. – Give stronger an air stream.
Laurent opened the crane more. Air zasvistat in a throat.
– What is it?. Where I?. – muffledly the head said.
– In hospital, my friend – told the Core.
– In hospital?. – The head led eyes, lowered them down and saw under itself empty space.
– And where my legs? Where my hands? Where my body?
– It is absent, smart guy. It is smashed. Only the head also escaped, and the trunk had to be cut off.
– How to cut off it? Well is not present, I do not agree. What it
operation? Where I am fit such? You will not earn by one head of a piece of bread. Hands it is necessary to me. Without hands, without legs nobody will hire… You will leave hospital… Fie! And вый – ти there is nothing. How now? It is necessary to drink-eat. Our hospitals are known by me. Take a bit and expel: cured. No, I do not agree – he went on.
His reprimand, wide, suntanned, freckled face, hairstyle, innocent look of blue eyes – everything convicted of it the countryman.
The need tore off it from darling fields, the city tore to pieces a young sound body.
– Perhaps though the grant what will leave?. And where that?. – suddenly he remembered, and his eyes extended.
– Who?
– Yes that… that ran over me… There is a tram, another, the car here here, and it directly on me…
– Do not worry. He will receive the. Number of the truck is written down: four thousand seven hundred eleventh if it interests you. What is your name? – professor Kern asked.
– Me? Thomas was called. Thomas Bush, here it as.
– And so that, Toma… You will not need anything, and will not suffer neither from hunger, nor from cold, nor from thirst. You will not be thrown out on the street, do not worry.
– Well, you will feed with a gift or at fairs for money to show?
– To show we will show, only not at fairs. We will show to scientists. And now have a rest. – And, having looked at the woman’s head, the Core anxiously noticed: – Salome keeps itself waiting for something long.
– It is well, too the head without body? – Thomas’s head asked.
– As you can see, that it was not boring for you, we took care to invite the young lady in the company… Close, Laurent, his air crane that did not interfere with the chatter.
The core took out the thermometer from nostrils of the head of the woman.
– Temperature is higher cadaveric, but is still low. Revival goes slowly…
Time went. The head of the woman did not come to life. Professor Kern began to worry. He went on laboratory, looked for hours, and each its step on a stone floor was loudly given in the big room.
Thomas’s head bewildered looked at him and silently moved lips.
At last the Core approached the head of the woman and attentively examined glass tubules in which the rubber tubes entered into carotids terminated.
– Here where reason. This tube enters too freely and therefore circulation goes slowly. Give a tube more widely.
The core replaced a tube, and in a few minutes the head recovered.
Brike’s head – so called the woman – reacted more violently to the revival. When she finally recovered and started talking, began to shout hoarsely, begged better to kill her, but not to leave such freak.
– Ah, ah, ah!. My body… my poor body!. What did you make with me? Save me or kill. I cannot live without body!. Give me though to look at it… is not present, no, it is not necessary. It brainless… what horror!., what horror!.
When she calmed down a little, told:
– You say that you recovered me. I am poorly educated, but I know that the head cannot live without body. What it, miracle or sorcery?
– Neither that, nor another. It is achievement of science.
– If your science is capable to work such wonders, then it has to be able to do also others. Put to me other body. Georges settled made a hole in me a bullet… But many girls blow out the brains. Cut off their body and put to my head. Show me only earlier. It is necessary to choose a beautiful body. And so I cannot… The woman without body. It is worse, than the brainless man.
And, having addressed Laurent, she asked:
– Be so kind as to give me a mirror.
Looking in a mirror, Brike long and seriously studied herself.
– Awfully!. I can ask to do up you hair? I cannot do myself hair…
– At you, Laurent, works increased – the Core grinned. – Also your remuneration will be respectively increased. It is time for me.
He looked at the watch and, having approached is close to Laurent, whispered:
– At their presence – it showed eyes on the heads – words about the head of professor Douel!.
When the Core left laboratory, Laurent went to visit the head of professor Douel.
Douel’s eyes looked at her sadly. The sad smile bent lips.
– Poor my, poor … – Laurent whispered. – But you will be revenged soon!
The head made a sign, Laurent opened the air crane.
– You tell better how there took place experience – the head hissed, poorly smiling.
THE HEADS HAVE A GOOD TIME
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