The Darkness That Had Come

Cowardice Was Undoubtedly One Of The Most Terrible Vices - Thus Spoke Yeshua Ha-nozri. 'no, Philosopher, I Disagree With You: It Is The Most Terrible Vice!

The Cat, Covered In Dust And Standing On Its Hind Legs, Bowed To Margarita. Round Its Neck It Was Now Wearing A Made-up White Bow Tie On An Elastic Band, With A Pair Of Ladies’ Mother-of-pearl Binoculars Hanging On A Cord. It Had Also Gilded Its Whiskers.

But Worse Things Were About To Be Found In The Bedroom: On The Jeweller’s Wife’s Ottoman, In A Casual Pose, Sprawled A Third Party- Namely, A Black Cat Of Uncanny Size, With A Glass Of Vodka In One Paw And A Fork, On Which He Had Managed To Spear A Pickled Mushroom, In The Other. , The Master And Magarita

The Tongue May Hide The Truth But The Eyes—never!

If It Is True That Cowardice Is The Most Grave Vice, Then The Dog, At Least, Is Not Guilty Of It.