“...The professor was crying, smearing snot and blood all over his face. “Well, here,” he said nasally, powerlessly showing his stained palms. - Again. For what, eh? Why, I ask you? The neighbor next door, shoemaker Panteley Babylenko, scratched the back of his head and looked at his clenched fists. “You look like a fool, Semionych,” he answered frankly. “And am I to blame?” – the professor said with anguish..."