The Master and Margarita
From the album “Drawings by Alexander Ivanov”
A gust of moist warmth hit Ivan, and by the light of the coals smoldering in the column stove, he made out large troughs hanging on the wall, and a bathtub, all in black, terrible spots from chipped enamel. And so, in this bathtub stood a naked female citizen, all in soap and with a washcloth in her hands.