Mikhail Mikhailovich Prishvin. Diaries 1933-1940 (№ 321061)

Knocking at the gate. I'm from the vents:
- Who's there?
Slim female or child's voice:
This is liter... ATOR?
I asked:
The Writer Prishvin?
Answer:
I'll have to check.
And, apparently, reads the note:
Komsomol, 85, house Prishvin, Liter ATOR.
Go down, open the gate. Included in the yard is a hefty girl.
- You Liter ATOR? she asked.
- I myself.
And she invited me to read on the evening of Karkala at ICC.
- I do not know - I said - do not even understand what it means to Cortrol.
- Comrade ATOR, - she asked, - how come you don't know: Curral is a course of rabbit production.
Such here there are misunderstandings with the layoffs constantly.