About the book: year / “...It was the beginning of the month of May; warm, bright, blooming May. The always beautiful Odessa was dressed up all in greenery and flowers, and looked into the blue sea like a sixteen-year-old beauty in a mirror. At the railway station there is bustle, hustle and bustle: the morning train has just arrived. The departure is unusually lively. Two ladies are calmly waiting in the first class lounge, in no hurry, waiting without any signs of impatience for the people - the footman and the maid - to receive their luggage and arrange everything. One of the ladies, elderly, ugly, dressed with such neatness that no one could even imagine that she had not left the carriage for four days, sits silently, stretched out, on the sofa.…»