WITHOUT LOVE
371
Masha separately. Well,
all
the best. P.S. Just imagine, it
turns
out that R., the manager,
is
an old Social-Revolutionary. What
do you make of that?"
At this moment Goltsev looked into the office with a slice
of buttered bread in his hand. Swallowing the half-chewed piece
he had just bitten off, he said: "You're writing to Mike, are
you? Tell him to send," he took another bite at
his
bread and
butter and continued chewing and swallowing, "my papers as
well. I've changed my mind. Don't forget, Yura. And come and
have some coffee."
(Translated
by
Max Hayward)
