Dolg chesti

SHans. U kazhdogo on svoy. Vot i mne dostalsya tot shans, chto ya ne ozhidal poluchit. Shans na mest. Inogda eto takaya malost, no v dannom sluchae eto stalo smyslom zhizni. Itak, byvshiy dvoryanin, byvshiy graf, byvshiy general, byvshiy muzh i otets. Vse byvshiy, no lichnost ta zhe. I uzh poverte, vinovnye esche silno pozhaleyut o tom, chto otdali prikaz ubit menya.