Children had a good time that searched for them is it demanded considerable vigilance and dexterity - and then dragged
them from place to place to look, as mimikrodony change colouring. Pangolins were big, heavy, children dragged them for
the lagged behind skin on a nape. Mimikrodony did not resist. It seems, it was pleasant to them.
The hunter passed a huge transparent cap under which the terrarium "the Lawn of a planet of Ruzhena" was located.
There in a pale bluish grass jumped and the insects a bit similar on terrestrial bogomolov fought amusing remby, huge, an
amazing colouring. The hunter has recollected, how about twenty years ago it hunted for the first time on Ruzhene. It three
days ambushed, waiting for somebody, and huge iridescent remby jumped around and sat down on a trunk of its carbine. At
"Lawn" it was always full to the people because remby are very amusing and beautiful.
Near to an input in the Central Pavilion the hunter was late at a balustrade surrounding deep round pool-well. In pool, in the
water shined with lilac light, tirelessly turned a long hairy animal, ihtiomammal, the only thing warm-blooded, breathing gills.
Ihtiomammal continuously moved; it floated so circles both one year ago, and five years ago, and forty years ago when the
hunter has seen it for the first time.
Ihtiomammala has with great difficulty extracted well-known Sale. Now Sale is already dead for a long time and sleeps an
eternal rest somewhere in bogs of Pandory, and ihtiomammal all turns it and turns in lilac water of pool.
In a lobby of pavilion the hunter has again stopped and has sat down in an easy armchair in a corner. All middle of a light
hall the stuffed animal of a flying bloodsucker (fauna of Mars, Solar system, a carbon cycle, type "polihordovye" occupied, a
class "kozhedyshashchie", group, a sort, a kind "a flying bloodsucker").
This stuffed animal was one of Cape Town Muzeja Kosmozoologii first exhibits. Here one and a half centuries the disgusting
monster showed a mouth similar on multimaxillary grejfer, in the person to everyone who was included into pavilion.
Nine-metre, covered with a rigid brilliant wool, bezglazoe, legless...
The former owner of Mars...
"Yes, there were affairs on Mars, - the hunter has thought. - such you will not forget.
Fifty years ago these monsters almost completely exterminated, have unexpectedly bred again and were accepted, as in old
time, to pirate on communications of Martian bases. Here then the well-known global round-up has been spent.
... I shivered on kraulere and almost saw nothing in clouds of sand and a dust lifted by caterpillars. On the right and at the
left the yellow sandy tanks filled by volunteers, and one tank rushed, having jumped out on a barkhan, has suddenly turned
over, and people headlong fell down from it, and here we have jumped out of a dust, and Villi Ermler has seized my shoulder
and has shouted, specifying forward. And I have seen bloodsuckers, hundreds bloodsuckers which turned on saline soil in
lowland between barkhans. I began to shoot, and others too have started to shoot, and Ermler all pottered with self-made
raketometatelem and could not put it in action in any way. All shouted and abused it and even threatened to beat, but
nobody could come off carbines. The round-up ring was closed, we already saw flashes of shots with kraulerov, meeting
half-way, and here Ermler has pushed between me and the driver a rusty pipe of the gun, the awful roar and a roar was
distributed, and I was tumbled down, deafened and blinded, on a bottom kraulera. Saline soil has clouded the dense black
smoke, all cars have stopped, and people have stopped shooting and only shouted, swinging carbines. Ermler five minutes
has spent the boezapas, cars have moved down on saline soil, and we have begun to finish all live that here remains after
rockets of Ermlera. Bloodsuckers rushed about between cars, them pressed caterpillars, and I all shot, shot, shot... I was
young then and very much liked to shoot. Unfortunately, I always was the excellent marksman, unfortunately, I never missed.
Unfortunately, I shot not only on Mars and not only on disgusting predators. Never to see better to me in a carbine life... "It
has risen, has bypassed a stuffed animal of a flying bloodsucker and has started wandering along gallery.
Possibly, he looked shaky, because many stopped and with alarm looked at it. Eventually one girl has approached to it and
has shy enquired, whether it can help something.