It all started in Kislovodsk. When we met one day at a ball, we immediately disliked each other. I disliked you because you seemed to me a naive fool, and you because I seemed to you a pompous egoist. We literally could not stand each other, and so I’ve arranged all sorts of meany things, for example, once bought a Persian carpet, which you really wanted, and ordered to carry it on a horse in front of the window of your house. Such antics brought you out of your mind like never before.

It turns out that we have a lot in common, maybe even too much. This is what moves me to get to know you more and more, to feel the essence of your nature and inner world. I can't explain the feelings I’ve experienced at the sight of you. Excitement, longing, an unusual desire for tenderness and a plunge into the depths of consciousness.

However, the more we came into contact with each other, the more we argued, the more often your senseless scolding began to degenerate into discussions and ordinary conversations with a slight note of mutual mockery. I even visit you at your house late at night, where you are staying during your stay in Kislovodsk. Cigarettes, books, a light argument and a gentle kiss on the hand to say goodbye - these are our secret night meetings.