About the book: year / ...the owner of the house whispered something absurd in a patter, which made no sense at all - as if in a foreign language, and at a certain moment Medunov even the hair on his head began to move: he heard that someone was answering the owner of the house. A trembling, hissing voice filled the room, and it seemed to the gasping Sergei Matveyevich that the walls were threateningly closing around him. His heart gave out and he lost consciousness.