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devil knows what lies
the shoes disappeared from her feet, and she was left in just her stockings.
the shoes were magic ones from that same seance.
Aha. The devil’s tricks don’t last. Question
some dead person (they did not name him) whose head had been stolen from the coffin
A few minutes later Margarita Nikolaevna was sitting on one of the benches under the Kremlin wall,
remembered her last night’s dream, remembered how, exactly a year ago to the day and the hour, she had sat next to him on this same bench.
the master
go from my memory, then I’ll be free...’
Why am I excluded from life?’
‘Yes, it will happen!’
After that, a new, open hearse moving slowly,
faces of the people standing on the hearse,
were somehow strangely bewildered.
truly, I’d pawn my soul to the devil
just to find out whether he’s alive or not
‘Berlioz, Mikhail Alexa...
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a slightly nasal m...
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a fiery redhead with a fang,
‘Devil knows how!’
Behemoth
the unknown citizen’s strange twaddle.
the critic Latunsky
devil knows what
The darkness that came from the Mediterranean Sea covered the city hated by the procurator. The hanging bridges connecting the temple with the dread Antonia Tower disappeared ... Yershalaim — the great city — vanished as if it had never existed in the world
my name is Azazello,
‘Oh, God! ... ’ ‘Please, no excitements and exclamations,’ Azazello said, frowning.
‘I understand ... I must give myself to him,’ Margarita said pensively. To which Azazello grunted somehow haughtily and replied thus: ‘Any woman in the world, I can assure you, would dream of just that,’ Azazello’s mug twisted with a little laugh,
I’m getting myself into some strange story, but I swear, it’s only because you lured me with words about him!
‘you must also put yourself in my position. To give some administrator a pasting, or chuck an uncle out of the house, or gun somebody down, or any other trifle of the sort — that’s right in my line. But talking with a woman in love, no thanks!
It’ll come in useful, Margarita Nikolaevna, you’ve aged a lot from grief in the last half-year.’
I understand perfectly well that I’m being bribed and drawn into some shady story for which I’m going to pay dearly ...’
I know what I’m getting into. But I’m getting into it on account of him, because I have no more hope for anything in this world.
if you’re going to ruin me, you’ll be ashamed! Yes, ashamed! I’m perishing on account of love!’
devil take the whole thing.
agree to go to the devil and beyond!
the Alexandrovsky Garden.
Azazello’s Cream
Margarita Nikolaevna
Simile
the ache she had felt in her temple all evening after the meeting in the Alexandrovsky Garden subsided,
With a completely unburdened soul, Margarita came flying into the bedroom,
‘Devil take
Natasha
‘Azazello
Nikolai Ivanovich,
Nikolai Ivanovich,
lived on the bottom floor of the same house.
go to the devil’s dam!’
Margarita squealed with delight and jumped astride the broom.
Naked and invisible, p. 299
with a sinister guffaw threw it over Nikolai Ivanovich’s head.
