Character: Barbara Lokhankin

- You're a female, Barbara, - sticky it ached. - You public girl!
- Basilius, you fool! - calmly replied the wife.
Wolf you - continued Lokhankin in the same drawling tone. - I despise you. A lover leaving me. By ptiburdukov me leave. By now you ptiburdukov worthless, vile, leaving me. So whom are you leaving me! You want to indulge in lust with him. Wolf is old and nasty though.
Reveling in his grief, Lokhankin didn't even notice that tells iambic pentameter, although never not write poems and did not like to read them.