On a floor lowered a corpse of the young woman with extraordinary beautiful aristocratic face on which only one deep surprise stiffened. It broke a skull above the right ear. Obviously, death came instantly. On a white neck the pearl necklace was seen. The graceful black silk dress was only a little torn in the bottom of and from a collar to a shoulder. On the bared shoulder the birthmark was seen.
«As at that – the Core thought. – But it… what beauty! – The core hastily measured a neck. – As by request».
The core broke expensive necklace from the real large pearls, threw it the employee and told:
– I take this corpse. But as I have no time to make here careful survey of corpses, just in case I take also this – he pointed to the first corpse of the girl. – More likely, rather. Wrap up them a canvas and you take out. You hear? The crowd gathers. You should open a morgue, and in a few minutes there will be the real chaos.
Corpses were carried away, laid on the car and quickly delivered to the house of the Core.
All necessary for operation was already in advance prepared. Day, is more right – night of revival of Brike came. The core did not want to lose any minute.
Both corpses were washed and brought to Brike’s room wrapped in sheet and laid on the operating table.
Brike’s head burned with impatience to look at the new body, but the Core deliberately put a table so that the head did not see corpses, all preparations will not be finished yet.
The core quickly made the section of the heads of corpses. These heads were wrapped in a canvas and taken out by John, edges of a cut and a table are washed up, bodies are put in order.
Once again having critically examined bodies, the Core anxiously shook the head. The body with shoulder birthmark was perfect beauty of forms and especially won in comparison with a body of «lady’s maid» – shirokokostny, angular, wrongly cut out, but strong sewed. Brike, of course, will choose this aristocratic Diana’s body. However at careful survey of a body the Core noticed at Diana as he called her, some defect: on a foot of the right leg there was a small wound caused by some scrap of iron. It did not constitute big danger. The core прижег a wound, blood poisoning to be afraid there were no bases yet. But nevertheless for success of operation with a body of «lady’s maid» it was quieter.
– Turn Brike’s head – told the Core, addressing Laurent. That Brike did not interfere with the garrulity during preparatory work, it shut a mouth, that is the cylinder with compressed air is switched off. – Now it is possible to start up an air stream.
When Brike’s head uvidat corpses, she screamed as if unexpectedly burned. Her eyes extended for horror. One of these corpses has to become her own body. For the first time sharply, to pain she felt all extraordinariness of this operation and began to hesitate.
– Well that you? How it are pleasant to you I rub… these bodies?
– I… am afraid … – the head croaked. – No, no, I did not think that it is so terrible… I do not want…
– You do not want? In that case I will sew the head to a corpse
Volumes. Toma will become the woman. You want, Toma, now to receive a body?
– No, wait – Brike’s head was frightened. – I agree. I want to have here that body… with shoulder birthmark.
– And I advise you to choose this. It is not so beautiful, but without uniform scratch.
– I am not a laundress, and the actress – is proud Brike’s head noticed. – I want to have a beautiful body. And shoulder birthmark… It so is pleasant to men.
– Let will be in your opinion – the Core answered. – Mademoiselle Loran, transfer the head mademoiselle Brike to the operating table. Make it carefully, artificial blood circulation of the head has to continue till the last moment.
Laurent pottered with the last preparations of the head of Brike. On Brike’s face the extreme tension and nervousness were written. When the head was postponed for a table, Brike did not sustain and suddenly cried as she never before shouted:
– I do not want! I do not want! It is not necessary! Kill me better! I am afraid! And – and – and-and!.
Core, without interrupting the work, Laurent sharply shouted:
– Close rather air crane! Enter into nutritious solution gedonat, and she will fall asleep.
– No, no, no!
The crane was closed, the head became silent, but continued to move lips and to look with expression of horror and entreaty.
– Mister professor, whether we can make operation against its will? – asked Laurent.
– Now not time to deal with ethical problems – the Core chilly answered. – She will thank us then. Do the part or you leave and do not disturb me.
But Laurent knew that she cannot leave – without her help the result of operation would be even more doubtful. And it, having overcome itself, continued to help the Core. Brike’s head so fought that tubes nearly left blood vessels. John came to the rescue and held the head with hands. Gradually twitchings of the head stopped, eyes were closed: gedonat made the action.
Professor Kern started operation.
The silence was interrupted only by short orders of the Core demanding this or that surgical instrument. From tension at the Core even veins on a forehead were blown up. It started all the brilliant surgical technique, connecting speed to extraordinary care and care. At all the hatred to the Core Laurent could not but admire it this minute. It worked as the inspired actor. His dexterous sensitive fingers made miracles.
Operation continued hour fifty five minutes.
– It is over – at last told the Core, becoming straight – from now on Brike stopped being the head from a body. It is necessary only to blow it life: to force to be clogged heart, to excite blood circulation. But I will cope with it one. You can have a rest, mademoiselle Loran.
– I still can work – she answered.
Despite fatigue, she very much wanted to look at the last act of this extraordinary operation. But the Core, obviously, did not want to let her into a revival secret. He once again persistently suggested it to have a rest, and Laurent obeyed.
The core caused it in an hour again. It looked even more tired, but his face expressed deep self-satisfaction.
– Try pulse – it offered Laurent.
The girl not without internal shudder took by hand
Brike; by that hand which belonged to a cold corpse only three hours ago. The hand was already warm, and pulsation was probed. The core put a mirror to Brike’s face. The surface of a mirror misted over.
– Breathes. Now it is necessary to swaddle our newborn well. Several days it should lie absolutely not movably.
Over bandage the Core imposed a plaster popular print on Brike’s neck. All body was спеленато, and the mouth is strong tied.
– That she did not take in head to speak – explained the Core. – The first days we will keep it in somnolence if heart allows.
Brike was transferred to the room adjacent to the room Laurent, carefully put to bed and subjected to an electroanaesthesia.
– We will feed it artificially, yet there will be no union of seams. You should flirt behind it.
Only for the third day the Core allowed Brike «to recover».
There were four o’clock in the afternoon. The slanting beam of the sun cut through the room and lit Brike’s face. She easily