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‘Yes, it was around ten o'clock in the morning, my esteemed Ivan Nikolaevich,‘ said the professor.
1 The poet passed his hand over his face like a man just coming to his senses, and saw that it was evening at the Patriarch's Ponds. The water in the pond had turned black, and a light boat was now gliding on it, and one could hear the splash of oars and the giggles of some citizeness in the little boat. The public appeared on the benches along the walks, but again on the other three sides of the square, and not on the side where our interlocutors were.