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Bar-Rabban?‘
a certain man,
The procurator quietly spoke a few words to the man, after which he withdrew
A cavalry ala,
It was around ten o‘clock in the morning.
The Seventh Proof
‘Yes, it was around ten o’clock in the morning,
Ivan Nikola...
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Homeless
Berlioz
precisely nothing of what is written in the Gospels ever actually took place,
devil knows why,
take a good look in his eyes, at which they became convinced that his left eye, the green one, was totally insane, while the right one was empty, black and dead.
before you go, at least believe that the devil exists! I no longer ask you for anything more.
exactly the same citizen who in the sunlight earlier had formed himself out of the thick swelter.
checkered trousers pulled up so high that his dirty white socks showed.
Floodpants! Mee too
the checkered type
an ex-choirmaster!...’
the cadging and clowning choirmaster,
The prudent Berlioz, though he was standing in a safe place, decided to retreat behind the stile, moved his hand on the crossbar, and stepped back. And right then his hand slipped and slid, one foot, unimpeded, as if on ice, went down the cobbled slope leading to the rails, the other was thrust into the air, and Berlioz was thrown on to the rails.
Nancy liked this
It was the severed head of Berlioz.
The Chase
Ivan
he so lost his senses that, having dropped on to the bench, he bit his hand until it bled.
Annushka,
our Annushka! From Sadovaya! It’s her work ... She bought sunflower oil at the grocery, and went and broke the whole litre-bottle on the turnstile!
The word ‘Annushka’ got strung together with the words ’sunflower oil‘, and then for some reason with ’Pontius Pilate‘.
What’s the Pilate connection? Question
There was not a grain of doubt left that the mysterious consultant had known beforehand the exact picture of the terrible death of Berlioz.
Hilarity ensues
The ex-choirmaster
the checkered citizen
Ivan said threateningly, and felt cold in the pit of his stomach.
The more than dubious choirmaster had managed to join him.
the third in this company proved to be a tom-cat,
Simile quadruple: hog, soot, rook, calvaryman’s whiskers
the cat walking on his hind legs.
the gang of villains decided to apply the favourite trick of bandits here: a scattered getaway.
Haha hilarity
There were Doings at Griboedov’s
‘The House of Griboedov’
Alexander Sergeevich Griboedov.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Griboyedov
Why is he called a pirate?
devil knows, maybe he did,
Massolit had settled itself at Griboedov’s in the best and cosiest way imaginable.
a seated young man
the Griboedov house,
Haha
Who will speak in defence of envy?
the author of these most truthful lines
Narrator!
Amvrosy?’
