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which the Procurator, the Legate of the Legion and their escort halted. A squadron of cavalry entered the square at a fast trot, cutting across it diagonally, past a knot of people,

then down a side-street along a vine-covered stone wall in order to gallop on to Mount Golgotha by the shortest route. As the squadron commander, a Syrian as small as a boy and as dark as a mulatto, trotted past Pilate he gave a high-pitched cry and drew his sword from its scabbard. His sweating, ugly-tempered black horse snorted and reared up on its hind legs. Sheathing his sword the commander struck the horses neck with his whip, brought its forelegs down and moved off down the side street, breaking into a gallop. Behind him in columns of three sports chalet so cal galloped the horsemen in a ha2e of dust, the tips of their bamboo lances bobbing rhythmically. They swept past the Procurator, their faces unnaturally dark in contrast with their white turbans, grinning cheerfully, teeth flashing. Raising a cloud of dust the squadron surged down the street, the last trooper to pass Pilate carrying a glinting trumpet slung across his back. Shielding his face from the dust sports chalet so cal with his hand and frowning with annoyance Pilate walked on, hurrying towards the gate of the palace garden followed by the Legate, the secretary and the escort. It was about ten oclock in the morning. sports chalet so cal 3. The Seventh Proof Yes, it was about ten oclock in the morning, my dear Ivan Nikolayich, said the professor. The poet drew his hand across his face like a sports chalet so cal man who has just woken up and noticed that it was now evening. The water in the pond had turned black, a little boat was gliding across it and he could hear the splash of an oar and sports chalet so cal a girls laughter in the boat. People were beginning to appear in the avenues and were sitting on the benches on all sides of the square except on the side where our friends were talking. Over Moscow sports chalet so cal it was as if the sky had blossomed : a clear, full moon had risen, still white and not yet golden. It was much less stuffy and the voices under the lime trees now

had an even-tide softness. Why didnt I notice what a long story hes been telling us? thought Bezdomny in amazement. Its evening already! Perhaps he hasnt told it at all but I simply fell asleep and dreamed sports chalet so cal it? But if the professor had not told the story Berlioz must have been having the identical dream because he said, gazing attentively into the strangers face : Your story is extremely interesting, professor, but it diners completely from the accounts in the gospels. But surely, replied the professor with a condescending smile, you of all people must realise that sports chalet so cal absolutely nothing written in the gospels actually happened. If you want to regard the gospels as a proper historical source . . . He smiled again and Berlioz was silenced. He had just been sports chalet so cal saying exactly the same thing to Bezdomny on their walk from Bronnaya Street to Patriarchs Ponds. I agree, answered Berlioz, but Im afraid that no one is in a position to prove the authenticity

of your version either. Oh yes! I can easily confirm it! rejoined the professor with great confidence, lapsing into his foreign accent and mysteriously beckoning the two friends closer. They bent towards him from both sides sports chalet so cal and he began, this time without a trace of his accent which seemed to come and go without rhyme or reason : The fact is . . . here the professor glanced round nervously and dropped sports chalet so cal his voice to a whisper, I was there myself. On the balcony with Pontius Pilate, in the garden when he talked to Caiaphas and on the platform, but secretly, incognito so to speak, so dont breathe a word of it to anyone and please keep it an absolute secret, sshhh . . . There was silence. Berlioz went pale. How . . . how long did you sports chalet so cal say youd been in Moscow? he asked in a shaky voice. I have just this minute arrived in Moscow, replied the professor, slightly disconcerted. Only then did it occur to the two friends to sports chalet so cal look him properly in the eyes. They saw that his green left eye was completely mad, his right eye black, expressionless and dead. That explains it all, thought Berlioz perplexedly. Hes some mad German whos sports chalet so cal just arrived or else hes suddenly gone out of his mind here at Patriarchs. What an extraordinary business! This really seemed to account for everything--the mysterious breakfast with the philosopher Kant, the idiotic

ramblings about sunflower-seed oil and Anna, the prediction about Berliozs head being cut off and all the rest: the professor was a lunatic. Berlioz at once started to think what they ought to do. Leaning back on the sports chalet so cal bench he winked at Bezdomny behind the professors back, meaning Humour him! But the poet, now thoroughly confused, failed to understand the signal. Yes, yes, yes, said

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