-       As for me, perhaps, indeed, I need to change my clothes according the epoch, in which I have oddly appeared.

He inserted key into the keyhole. Turned it twice and a heavy oak door slowly as it itself opened. After that Pushkin turned to Gray-headed man and for some reason like conspirator said:

-       Excuse me, I will just for one minute…

And disappeared himself behind the door. Gray-headed man for some time stood completely at a loss because of such final. Then he hesitantly pulls the grand door to himself, but it was closed.

-       You in vain want to enter there. This door is always closed, - said to him that employee, whom minute ago called his companion.

-       And what about Vasya? He just recently opened this door and went to change clothes.

-       Vasya? An animator? But he keeps his props in the cloakroom of ground floor. Today the visitors were not many, and he has left almost two hours ago. He knows, that grand door is always closed and left like others through the back door. And who are you for him?

-       I am? I am simply acquaintance, we made arrangements for dinner together after job.

-       Do you go or you stay here? I must close the grand gates.

-       Yes, yes, of course, I am going.

Gray-headed man with fast steps went out through the gates to the embankment of Moyka. At the powerful granite stabs of embankment were densely parked automobiles, where walked in hurry rare pedestrians. Pushkin was not among them…

Inner Predictor of USSR

10 July 2015