Versailles have felt yet, how in the blind and dead silence of the king’s house above the town flare clear and short shots; Versailles knows:
- Duhonin headquarters!
…But mornings are still blossoming of pearl and pulling down the stars in the mist of the far forest.
…But the muted cannonade is becoming louder.
Soon will be a thunderstorm.
…I am coming to the king’s house.
Doctor Tagabat and the watchman are drinking the wine. Andryusha is sitting gloomily in the corne. Then Andryusha comes to me and, naively sad, says:
- Listen to me, friend! Let me go!
I:
- Where?
Andryusha:
- To the front. I can’t stay here anymore.
Huh! He can’t stay here anymore! I suddenly have lost my temper. Finally it happened. Long have I been restraining myself. He wants to go to the front? He wants to throw off this dirty business? He wants to wash his hands and be innocent like a pigeon? He gives me “his right” to swimming in this pool of blood?
I am yelling then:
- You are answering back! Do you hear me?... If you say it again, I will kill you immediately.
Added Doctor Tagabat dynamically:
- Do it! Do it! – And his cackle echoed through empty labyrinths of king’s rooms. – Do it! Do it! Andryusha wilted, paled and went out from room.
Doctor has said:
- Dot! I am going to rest! Keep on working!
I:
- Who is the next?
- Case № 282.
I:
- Enter.
The watchman silently, like a robot, leaves the room.
