I returned home cold, exhausted, but with the firm intention of seeing Vsevolod, at least once. I suppose that in the future, perhaps we will meet at least occasionally, but so that, while free from family ties, this is the last chance.

-Kat, - a friend answered quickly, and it seemed to me a good sign, - help. I must see him, bye, ... until he has a wife.

- Well, I'll think of something and say, - the voice was full of doubts, but it didn't refuse. Understood.

Katerina called back exactly five minutes later, however, her ideas always flowed like from a cornucopia at lightning speed.

-Get ready...