Great-great-grandsons seemed, in general, the most ordinary people. Elderly and young, high and small, beautiful and ugly.
Men and women. There were no very old men. At all was not decrepit and painful. Also there were no children. However,
Kondratyev has recollected that all children now should be in boarding schools. Great-great-grandsons in this green street
very easy and easy also behaved - as if accepted at home old kind friends. One cannot say that all of them proceeded
pleasure and happiness.
Kondratyev saw both anxious, and tired, occasionally even simply gloomy persons. One young guy sat at a roadside of a
path among dandelions, broke them one after another and furiously blew on them. It was visible that its thoughts walk
somewhere far-far, and these thoughts absolutely gloomy.
Great-great-grandsons simply and all по0разному put on. Men were more senior in long trousers and soft jackets with an
open collar, women - too in trousers or in long dresses graceful raskroja. Young men and girls almost all were in short wide
trousers and in white or colour blouses.
Met, however, and the women of fashion sporting in purple or gold raincoats, thrown on short light, gold sewing... Shirts,
Kondratyev has solved. At women of fashion looked back.
In a city it was silent. Anyway, it was not audible any mechanical sounds. Kondratyev heard only voices yes sometimes -
whence - music. Crones of trees still rustled and was occasionally carried by soft "fr-r-r" flying by pterokara. Probably, air
transport moved, as a rule, at the big height. In a word, all here was not absolutely another's for Kondratyev though and it
was very amusing to go in an enormous city on footpaths and sandy paths, touching with clothes bush branches. Suburban
parks were almost same hundred years ago. Kondratyev could feel here the if only did not feel such inutile, nikchemnee,
undoubtedly, than any of these gold and purple women of fashion with short hems.
It has overtaken the man and the woman who is walking arm-in-arm. The man рассказывал:... In this place the violin - that-
la-la-la enters! - and then a thin and gentle thread horioly - ti-ii-that-that... Ti! It пoлучалось at it is pathetic. The woman
looked at it with love and delight.