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Easter was near. Esper Constantinovich Saksaoolov was in a painful and undecided state of mind. It seemed to have begun when he was asked at the Gorodischevs: "Where are you greeting the holiday?"
Saksaoolov, for some reason, did not reply at once. The housewife, who was stout, shortsighted and fussy, went on: "Come to us."