To the sound of his unbroken sobbing and the woman’s groans I managed, if the truth be known, to break the baby’s arm. The child was born dead. God, how the sweat ran down my back! For an instant I somehow imagined that some huge, grim, black figure would appear and burst into the cottage, saying in a stony voice: ‘Aha! Take away his degree!
-Mikhail Bulgakov
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