…Когда кому-нибудь в доме не спалось, первые звуки, определявшие время, были шаги по лестнице — вниз. Это шел на завод рабочий, снимавший верхнюю комнатку. Несколько позже спускался шофер Лева, худоватый блондин с холодными глазами, изящный, в кепке и коричневом пальто. Позже Дора Львовна, в халате, выносила коробку с сором. Шла за молоком Валентина Григорьевна — начинался день русского дома…
Современные записки. Париж, 1933 номер 51–54. Первое книжное издание — Берлин: Парабола, 1935. В дальнейшем роман не переиздавался.
Boris Konstantinovich Zaytsev (Russian: Бори́с Константи́нович За́йцев; 10 February 1881 – 22 January 1972) was a Russian prose writer and dramatist, and a member of the Moscow literary group Sreda.
Zaytsev was born in Oryol. He attended the Imperial Technical Institute in Moscow, the Institute of Mines in Saint Petersburg, and the Law School at the University of Moscow, without graduating from any of them. He first began publishing his fictional works in 1901, and several of his stories were published in the journal The New Direction ran by Dmitry Merezhkovsky and Zinaida Gippius. His first collection of stories was published in 1906. His first novel, A Distant Journey, appeared in 1912.
e was chairman of the Moscow Union of Writers from 1921 to 1922. In 1922 he was allowed to move to Paris for health reasons, where he became one of the leading emigre writers. His first published novel was "A distant region" (1915, Moscow); the year after his death, in 1973, one of his best prose works, "Serene Twilights," was published by an emigre press in Paris. He published many works in exile, including his novel of love set in Russia, Anna (1929). He was also a biographer and a translator; among his biographical works were lives of Ivan Turgenev and Anton Chekhov; he translated The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri into Russian. The key influences on Zaytsev's fiction writing were Mikhail Lermontov, Vasily Zhukovsky, and Alexander Blok. He died, aged 90, in Paris.
Очень понравилось. Меланхоличное эмигрантское произведение. Было созвучно моей ситуации. Финал с одной стороны порадовала с другой както не очень верится