Book: The twelve chairs. Page 2

How much life, full of fervor, of passion and of thought, looks at us with statistical tables!

To say that about the rafters - all the same what to assert, though the cello gives birth to a child.

Cry, mad, passionate and wild Creek, a bullet right through the wolf, was out in the middle of the square, darted under the bridge and repelled everywhere by the sounds of the awakening of the big city, became deaf and in a moment of withered. Gorgeous autumn morning slipped from the wet roof to the streets of Moscow. The city moved to your everyday hike.

I came to you with greetings to tell that the sun is up, it is a hot light on what sort of trembled.

Drawing made by defiant tail of a mule, in comparison with a banner Ostap seemed to be of Museum value. Instead of a sower, spreading bonds, unruly hand Ostap portrayed a stump with a sugar head and a thin whip instead of hands.

Came the windy starry night. The population draw of the ark was asleep.
The lions from the lottery Committee were asleep. Sleeping lambs from the personal table, the goats from accounts, the rabbits from the Department of mutual calculations, hyenas and jackals voice and the dove from the machinery of the Bureau.

Elena Stanislavovna, are alarmed by the disappearance of all the old Areopagus, metal cards with outrageous negligence. Card signalled the end of the world, then a raise, then a date with my husband in a government building and in the presence of enemies - king of spades.
And the guessing is over as weird. Came the agents of the Queen of kings and took the prophetess in the state house, to the Prosecutor.

What does that mean?
It means that you are a backward people.
Why?
- Because! Sorry for the vulgar question: how much do you have money?
- What money?

Ostap wiped his noble brow. He wanted there to such an extent that he willingly would eat fried chess knight.

Mademoiselle Dog was reputed to be cultured in the dictionary there were about one hundred and eighty words. It was known one such word that Ellochka could not even dream of. It was a rich word: homosexuality. Fima Dogs, of course, was cultured.

In Leningrad on Vasilievsky island, on the Second line, lived a poor girl with big blue eyes. Her name was Clotilde. The girl loved to read Schiller in the original, to dream of sitting on the parapet of the Neva embankment, and for lunch a medium cooked steak. But the girl was poor. Schiller was very much as meat does. Therefore, and also because the nights were white, she had fallen in love.

You don't drink, don't smoke, girls are not fond of... Why do You need money? You do not know how to spend it.

... Very exciting youth,
She Mladost jubilant,
Kiss-calling,
All such air.
The clerk had sinned the verses.