Book: Little demon. Page 1

The kids are sharp people; they take over, if anything bad. It is difficult to teach them the good, but the bad itself.

For a long time he had not read a single book - he said that there was no time - he did not subscribe to newspapers, he learned the news from conversations. However, he had nothing to recognize - nothing in the outside world interested him.

Peredonov kept these books in plain sight to show that he had free opinions, although in reality he had neither opinions, nor even the desire for thought. And these books he only kept, not read.

There was music from somewhere very far away: the leader's daughter must have played the piano. Faint, gentle sounds poured in the evening quiet, dark air, brought sadness, gave birth to sweet dreams.

Peredonov did not like to think. In the first minute he always believed what he was told.

- You never know what, they will say that I read Pisarev.

Peredonov looked indifferently: he did not take any part in other people's affairs, he did not love people, did not think of them otherwise than in connection with his own benefits and pleasures.

All dressed up in a festive way, looked at each other affably, and it seemed that people lived in this city peacefully and amicably. And even fun. But all this only seemed to be.

The better I get to know people.