However, as usual, after eight o'clock the prince went out for a walk in his velvet coat with the sable collar and matching hat. It had snowed the day before. The path on which Prince Nikolai Andreich always walked to the conservatory had been cleared, the traces of the broom could be seen on the swept snow, and a shovel was stuck in one of the loosely heaped-up snowbanks that lined both sides of the path. p.215
Lynn Waskelis
from page 273-274 of original text
collage, acrylic paint
made 6/25/10
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation pages 215-217
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