Something fell to the floor with a bang. Victor bent over. It was a pair of brass knuckles. Victor picked them up and handed them to Pavor. aquot;What are you doing with these?aquot; he asked. Pavor, burying his face in his handkerchief, fixed hisanbsp;...
|Title||:||The ugly swans|
|Author||:||Arkadiĭ Natanovich Strugat︠s︡kiĭ, Boris Natanovich Strugat͡s︡kiĭ|