the girl. She was 7-6 years old, not a tall, with blue eyes like as the sky. She was looking at me with a childlike simplicity and kindness that I had just remembered my childhood - when I had ran through the puddles, and then returned to mum, and she hugged me so tenderly/ It was the best time in my life. Remembered this, I felt sad. Since then, it took 30 years. There was no mother nearby, and the desire to once again run through the puddle. Meanwhile, I looked again at the girl. She stood motionless, and I thought, she was not afraid me and did not want to run away, as the other little fellow. I was surprised that it was late for the child was standing near our house. At first I thought that it was seemed to me. May be I was overworked, also, I caught a cold and I could see anything. But no she was standing and looking at me. Suddenly, I heard that I was called out, it was my partner. I was asked about my myself. When I answered, I turned back to the window, but there is nothing. I went outside to see where she was. She was not there. Well, perhaps I really thought it was time for us to go to the mountains. We dressed the uniform, we went. But the girl was not out from my mind. I only thought about her. Only some questions were spinning in my mind: "Who is she?", "What is she doing in this lonely place?". My partner noticed it and asked: "What's wrong with you? The local places were bad for you?" – grinned he. "What? No," I replied absently ... "It's just ... I mean ... I saw a girl near our house. It was so small». "The girl?"- He was interrupted me. "Did you know where we are? Here the people did not live!" "Yes, I know!" I answered rudely. "Come on!"-With a sense of guilt he said. We were in place. We erected tents and went to install pribors. That was done. And we went into the tent to drink hot tea. Suddenly the pribors squeaked. I went to see what was it. When I went out I saw the girl. She stood and watched. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"- I asked her. Silence. "Who are you?"-I asked again. The girl took my hand and led me. We went somewhere 600 meters, and I saw that showed white in the distance a small house. We went there and I saw the following picture: there was a young man laid on the bad, and beside him sat a woman in tears. "What happened?" - I asked timidly. "My husband fell. Help us. The polar bear hurt my husband". - The girl replied, crying. Few people knew about my education, I was a doctor. I made the man a bandage, stitched the wound and made a shot. He slept, but awoke up an hour later. "How do you felt?" - I asked. "It is much easier," replied the man. So word by word we started our conversation. "You see, my daughter was ill. She could not speak. We visited many doctors, but it was no results. But then our pediatrician told that in Germany there is a clinic where they treat such diseases. So I agreed to the expedition to earn money. We arrived to this place, researched everything. But today, my partner was ill. I decided that I would go alone. When I was done everything I was going home, I was attacked by a polar bear. Calling to help was unuseful. I came back home, my wife stopped blooding. My daughter went to call helping. I knew that there were another two expedition, and you were here. «Thank you for your helping». – said the man. And we came. We drank tea, I told them about my life, they talked about their. We are speaking up to the evening, that I completely forgot about my partner and I was going to home, I looked at the girl once again. She was very beautiful, she saved her father, calling helping. Soon, we returned home to usual life. But I still remember the girl and her blue eyes like as the sky.