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Mikhail Bulgakov

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Seance is a famouse short story of ukraіnian wrighter Mikhail Bulgakov. Bulgakov was a Soviet playwright, novelist, and short story writer best known for his humor and penetrating satire. Because of their realism and humor, Bulgakov's works enjoyed great popularity, but their trenchant criticism of Soviet mores was increasingly unacceptable to the authorities.  

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Mikhail Bulgakov

Seance

Seance is a famouse short story of ukraіnian wrighter Mikhail Bulgakov.

Bulgakov was a Soviet playwright, novelist, and short story writer best known for his humor and penetrating satire. Because of their realism and humor, Bulgakov’s works enjoyed great popularity, but their trenchant criticism of Soviet mores was increasingly unacceptable to the authorities.

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Seance

Do not invoke him!

Do not invoke him!

Mephistopheles’ Patter

I

Rattle-pate Ksyushka jabbered:

– Some chap came to ya…

Madame Luzina went crimson with indignation:

– First of all, how many times have I told you not to say “ya” to me! What kind of a chap? – she sighed dully and drifted unhurriedly out into the hall.

In the hallway, Xavery Antonovich Lisinevich hung his cap on a deer antler and stood with a sour smile as he, of course, had heard Ksyushka’s words.

Madame Luzina turned scarlet for the second time.

– Oh, good God! Excuse me, Xavery Antonovich! Oh, this village bumpkin!.. She is so… Hello to you, dear!

– Oh, for goodness’ sake!.. – Lisinevich spread his hands secularly. – Good evening, Zinaida Ivanovna! – he brought his legs into third ballet position, bowed his head and kissed Madame Luzina’s hand with his wet and sticky lips.

But just as he was about to cast a longing and leer gaze at Madame, her husband, Pavel Petrovich, crawled out of the room. And the gaze faded at once.