The devil only knows," Persikov muttered.
Well, he had a loathsome face.
A degenerate." "Did he have a glass eye?" the small man croaked.
The devil only knows.
But no, he didn't.
His eyes darted about all the time." "Rubinstein?" the cherub asked the small man quietly.
But the small man shook his head gloomily.
Rubinstein would never give cash without a receipt, that's for sure," he muttered.
This isn't Rubinstein's work.
It's someone bigger." The story about the galoshes evoked the liveliest interest from the visitors.
The cherub rapped a few words down the receiver: "The State Political Board orders house committee secretary Kolesov to come to Professor Persikov's apartment I at once with the galoshes." In a flash Kolesov turned up in thes study, pale-faced and clutching the pair of galoshes.
Vasenka!" the cherub called quietly to the man sitting in the hall, who got up lethargically and slouched into the study.
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