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– It at the grandmother. – He said in low tones. I with astonishment translated eyes from him to his wife. Only one was on the tip of the tongue.

– It… it’s because of me!? – My voice almost squeaked. From the fact that I pronounced these words aloud became absolutely badly. Having pressed the shivering hands to a breast, feeling guilty, I often began to blink, trying to stop uninvited tears. The uncle immediately approached me and soothingly embraced for shoulders.

– No. All absolutely not so. – He began to assure me. – The doctor told that Romke is necessary rest and fresh air. – I raised the reddened eyes and looked at the trustee. She grinned and left the living room. – There is no your fault. – The uncle continued. I wanted to trust him, but the facts on the person. My brother at the grandmother, his mother despises me, absolutely sure that that’s my fault. All this bright bleached dimmed the words of the trustee. I sobbed again, and the uncle having carefully pressed me to the breast, began to pat soothingly on my back. – Well, Mashka, did not think that you will dissolve waters. All of us of course were nervous. And Lyudka is good too, but you she understands not from the evil so thinks. Romka himself is guilty of course, but he is a child still! So give calm down. Good? – I nodded, having exempted from uncle’s hands, and nervously wiped eyes. – There now so best of all. You are already adult girl. – I smiled, and it having a little lingered told – I Think Lyudmila of the right, we need to talk to you. For the present what did not talk. – Already more seriously than the beginnings it.