“But this is not the sort of barrel organ Germans go around with. This is a real organ; look on purpose: it’s all mahogany. Come, I’ll show it to you again!” Here Nozdryov, seizing Chichikov by the hand, started pulling him into the other room, and no matter how he dug his heels into the floor and assured him that he already knew this barrel organ, he still had to listen again to precisely how Malbrough went off to war.
