Of those well-to-do folk of St. Petersburg and Moscow who spend their time in considering what they shall eat on the morrow, and in composing a dinner for the day following, and who never sit down to a meal without first of all injecting a pill and then swallowing oysters and crabs and a quantity of other monsters, while eternally departing for Karlsbad or the Caucasus, the author has but a small opinion.
Moskuko eta Petersburgeko handiki askok bihar zer jango duten eta etzi zer bazkalduko duten pentsatzen ematen dute denbora guztia, eta ez diote jateari ekingo aurretiaz pilularen bat hartu gabe; irrikaz irensten dituzte ostrak, karramarroak eta bestelako jaki bitxiak, eta Karlsbad-era edo Kaukasora joaten dira gero.