With these words, the black pieces, like a flock of crows, again rose from their seats and left away. Zheltovsky collapsed in a chair and grabbed his head. Chapter Twenty-Seven Polina Karpovna was trembling with fear and excitement. She struggled to control himself, and Zina had to keep her mother's hand and try to persuade her to be quiet. Serdyukov took them in his shabby office. - Madam, - he said as gently as possible to Borovitskaya. - Do not worry so much, I beg you. I will be near. But you Efremovna Zinaida need to spend some time in another room.