“The ancient Kobi knew where to brew their potion…”
“Actually, that house belongs to you. What about coming over to sort out your property!”
“Oh, let them carry on living there!”
“No! Volodya can’t help feeling he is living in somebody else’s house. They will move out soon, and the house will stand empty once more and become a ruin, as it was before your General moved in, which is a shame. As a matter of fact, nobody has ever lived in the north wing, and the children were not allowed to go in there. It has always been a museum.”
“A museum?”
“The General’s and yours. Volodya transferred all the notes the General made into there. There was no question of throwing them all on the fire.”
“Actually, I wanted to read them one day…”
“If you’re up for it, they’re waiting… Volodya moved the
