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Azazello took the broom from under Margarita’s arm as they walked, and it disappeared without a sound in the darkness.
Koroviev, alias Fagott.
devil knows what he really was
‘For someone well acquainted with the fifth dimension, it costs nothing to expand space to the desired proportions.
devil knows what
Margarita made out a small female figure lying on the ground, and next to her, in a pool of blood, a little child with outstretched arms.
Abaddon’s
‘I wouldn’t want to be on the side that this Abaddon is against,’
Haha
’Modern people are so nervous!‘
Haha
waved his hand at Abaddon, and he was no more.
Natasha,
And the hog - to the cooks.’ ‘To slaughter him?’ Margarita cried fearfully.
‘why the devil
Drink nothing but water,
Haha mee too
The Great Ball at Satan’s
Margarita
Hella,
Natasha,
she was being washed in blood.
Some force snatched Margarita up and put her before a mirror,
Koroviev
a heavy, oval-framed picture of a...
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Queen Margot,
Anything you like, but not inattention, they’ll sicken from that...’
The ball fell on her all at once in the form of light, and, with it, of sound and smell.
This ballroom, just like the forest, was completely empty, except for some naked negroes with silver bands on their heads who were standing by the columns.
doused her body
Simile
The orchestra of about a hundred and fifty men was playing a polonaise.
doused Margarita with sound.
The man started with happiness and put his left hand to his chest, while the right went on brandishing a white baton at the orchestra.
‘Johann Strauss!’
an unbearably loud jazz band.
As she flew off, Margarita saw only that the virtuoso jazzman,
they cowered in comic fright.
Some black man threw a pillow under Margarita’s feet embroidered 263 with a golden poodle,
Haha
from it leaped a gallows with some half-decayed remains dangling from it.
A half-rotten little coffin ran out of the fireplace, its lid fell off, and another remains tumbled out of it.
’Monsieur Jacques
At that moment a headless skeleton with a torn-off arm emerged from the fireplace, struck the ground, and turned into a man in a tailcoat.
‘Earl Robert,’
Out of the fireplace,
three coffins tumbled one after another,
tailcoaters, looking quite alike from afar, and naked women with them,
Madame Tofana.
It does happen, Queen, that one grows weary of one’s husband
Haha she kills unwanted husbands - for a price, no doubt.
