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Which savory snack proffers the better, more robustly satisfying luncheon?: Egarov‘s pies or Raskolnishev‘s pancakes? That is the question to which this timely musical interlude devotes itself. Of course, neither Egarov nor Raskolnishev were particularly deft outside of the kitchen and pantry - both were noted for their somewhat ungainy mien and genenral clumsiness. Egarov, in particular, had a marked knack of falling off chairs! An incredible sight. Truly, no sooner was he on the seat - he was off again! There he is now - just look! Such a wanton taking-leave of polite society - a breach of the peace, some might say. Raskolnishev was, mind you, none the better in this faculty. Likewise , he didn‘t know how to sit on a chair, and was always falling off. They say that the pair did actually meet on one occasion, to sit down to cream tea with jam and scones (no flour). What a sidesplitting spectacle they made! The pair of them sitting there... and one minute, whoosh! Egarov has lost his moorings from the chair; the next minute, wallop! Raskolnishev is down, arsee-versee! So, what we have here: at one end of the table there is Egarov; at the other Raskolnishev - up and down, to and fro, the both of them. Sheer hooliganism. A rambunctious disorder, truly. You‘d laugh like there were no tomorrow! The inability to remain steadfastly seated was not without consequence for neither of our culinary friends. Over time, it caused the appearance of a small pimple on R
