The Master and Margarita
From the album “Watercolors by Gennady Kalinovskiy”
Suddenly, the door to Ivan's room opened, and a multitude of people in white coats entered. Ahead of everyone walked a man of about forty-five, carefully and theatrically shaved, with pleasant but very piercing eyes and polite manners. The entire retinue showed him signs of attention and respect, and his entrance was therefore very solemn. “Like Pontius Pilate!” Ivan thought to himself.