“...And it’s all damned greed. Well, maybe not greed - just tight-fistedness. The girl was graduating from the teacher's institute, it was graduation party, the dress needed to be sewn properly. And that means she’s asking for panne velvet. And what? And then! Zinaida Yakovlevna didn’t give that cut, so maybe she wanted to give it, but she couldn’t. I kept thinking: Vanya brought it from Samarkand, Vanin’s memory, and now I’m about to give it back?! Well, I was a little jealous: young people have everything ahead of them, but what about her? Nothing. Just memories. There's not even a dream. But it was a dream. Oh-oh-oh, what a dream Zinaida Yakovlevna had! What a dream!..."