Chapter 89: A Work of Art

A Work of Art Sasha Smirnov, the only son of his mother, holding under his arm, something wrapped up in No. 223 of the Financial News, assumed a sentimental expression, and went into Dr. Koshelkov’s consulting room. “Ah, dear lad!” was how the doctor greeted him. “Well! how are we feeling? What good news have you for me?” Sasha blinked, laid his hand on his heart and said in an agitated voice: “Mamma sends her greetings to you, Ivan Nikolaevitch, and told me to thank you. … I am the o…