Olga frowned and looked towards the alley.

- There, further, behind the quarry! - the boy wriggled out of Olga's arms and, puffing like a locomotive, rushed on.

So, here, too, you can go to a career.

Olga never suffered from topographic cretinism, she learned Moscow quickly, delivering orders to clients and visiting parks and estates near Moscow on rare free days. If it weren't for Lavrik, she wouldn't even have thought to explore Chudov and its environs.

Perhaps things would have been different now if the parents had not died. And they would continue to go, as they did then, in childhood, on Sunday hikes or in the forest...