"Come to me, Tamarochka," she said. "Of course, you won't chatter
too much?"
"Of course not."
And they returned into Jennka's room, both of them calm and
restrained.
Simeon walked into the room. He, contrary to his usual brazenness,
always bore himself with a shade of respect toward Jennka. Simeon
said:
"Well, now, Jennechka, their Excellency has come to Vanda. Allow
her to go away for ten minutes."
Vanda, a blue-eyed, light blonde, with a large red mouth, with the
typical face of a Lithuanian, looked imploringly at Jennka. If
Jennka had said "No" she would have remained in the room, but
Jennka did not say anything and even shut her eyes deliberately.
Vanda obediently went out of the room.
This general came accurately twice a month, every two weeks (just
as to Zoe, another girl, came daily another honoured guest,
nicknamed the Director in the house).
Jennka suddenly threw the old, tattered book behind her. Her brown
eyes flared up with a real golden fire.
"You're wrong in despising this general," said she. "I've known
worse Ethiopians.
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