In the left red angular hall, Jonah with the judicial candidate who is growing bald and swelled at all not on a rank sat at the round table which is filled in with beer.
The doors opened wide open, brightly lit windows, music, top and ringing female voices will confuse and will entail to themselves and the razsamy prudent devil who is soaked most up in our boredom.
Ion, having heavily leaned the elbows on a table, burned in a drunk passion — his black hair stuck to a forehead, eyes sparkled yellow sparks, on a wet beard the saliva flew.
The spring — and at us is spring! — blossomed white a white bird cherry, and from the neighboring hall — and why it is such music to a shower stirred up?
Three buckets of cold water made the action, and not on all fours, and properly, exactly the person Jonah, there was Jonah before numerous respectable meeting.
The candidate became tipsy long ago and the muddy stopped eyes conducted unfortunate of the last unequal fight against the running drunk sleepiness.
He never wrote down and it was impossible what here record in couple under a car thunder, and from us, his friends, nobody found time.
Who knew more Jonah of obscene songs, okhalny chastushkas and obscene fairy tales? It was inexhaustible, zhivopisuya to full presentation and tangibility of a thing and act imperceptible, and what thick word.
And if the Passage — a vainglory place omnipotence, a vsesvetnost and inexhaustible obscenities, the Column — scientific chair. But also in a tavern and in Columns one final voice — crying, there under the car, here under a violin with royalyyu, and heart-rending shout.