Strange events happen in this world, events which are sometimes entirely improbable. The
same nose which had masqueraded as a state-councillor, and caused so much sensation in the town,
was found one morning in its proper place, i.e. between the cheeks of Major Kovaloff, as if nothing had
happened.
This occurred on 7th April. On awaking, the Major looked by chance into a mirror and
percieved a nose. He quickly put his hand to it; it was there beyond a doubt!
"Oh!" exclaimed Kovaloff. For sheer joy he was on the point of performing a dance barefooted
across his room, but the entrance of Ivan prevented him. He told him to bring water, and after
washing himself, he looked again in the glass. The nose was there ! Then he dried his face with a towel
and looked again. Yes, there was no mistake about it !
"Look here, Ivan, it seems to me that I have a heat-boil on my nose," he said to his valet.
And he thought to himself at the same time, "That will be a nice business if Ivan says to me 'No,
sir, not only is there no boil, but your nose itself is not there !'"
But Ivan answered, "There is nothing, sir ; I can see no boil on your nose."
"Good! Good!" exclaimed the Major, and snapped his fingers with delight.
At this moment the barber, Ivan Jakovlevitch, put his head in at the door, but as timidly as a cat
which has just been beaten for stealing lard.
"Tell me first, are your hands clean?" asked Kovaloff when he saw him. Yes, sir."
"You lie."
"I swear they are perfectly clean, sir."
"Very well; then come here."
Kovaloff seated himself. Jakovlevitch tied a napkin under his chin, and in the twinkling of an
eye covered his beard and part of his cheeks with a copious creamy lather.
"There it is !" said the barber to himself, as he glanced at the nose. Then he bent his head a little
and examined it from one side. "Yes, it actually is the nose—really, when one thinks—" he continued,
pursuing his mental soliloquy and still looking at it. Then quite gently, with infinite precaution, he
raised two fingers in the air in order to take hold of it by the extremity, as he was accustomed to do.
" Now then, take care!" Kovaloff exclaimed.
Ivan Jakovlevitch let his arm fall and felt more embarrassed than he had ever done in his life. At
last he began to pass the razor very lightly over the Major's chin, and although it was very difficult to
shave him without using the olfactory organ as a point of support, he succeeded, however, by placing
his wrinkled thumb against the Major's lower jaw and cheek, thus overcoming all obstacles and
bringing his task to a safe conclusion.
When the barber had finished, Kovaloff hastened to dress himself, took a droshky, and drove
straight to the confectioner's. As he entered it, he ordered a cup of chocolate. He then stepped straight
to the mirror ; the nose was there !
He returned joyfully, and regarded with a satirical expression two officers who were in the shop,
one of whom possessed a nose not much larger than a waistcoat button. After that he went to the
office of the department where he had applied for the post of vice-governor of a province or
Government bailiff. As he passed through the hall of reception, he cast a glance at the mirror ; the
nose was there ! Then he went to pay a visit to another committeeman, a very sarcastic personage, to
whom he was a"ccustomed to say in answer to his raillery, Yes, I know, you are the funniest fellow in
St Petersburg."
On the way he said to himself, "If the Major does not burst into laughter at the sight of me, that
is a most certain sign that everything is in its accustomed place."
But the Major said nothing.
"Very good !" thought Kovaloff.
As he returned, he met Madame Podtotchina with her daughter. He accosted them, and they
responded very graciously. The conversation lasted a long time, during which he took more than one
pinch of snuff, saying to himself, "No, you haven't caught me yet, coquettes that you are ! And as to the
daughter, I shan't marry her at all."
After that, the Major resumed his walks on the Neffsky Avenue and his visits to the theatre as if
nothing had happened. His nose also remained in its place as if it had never quitted it. From that time
he was always to be seen smiling, in a good humour, and paying attentions to pretty girls.
CHAPTER 5
Such was the occurrence which took place in the northern capital of our vast empire. On
considering the account carefully we see that there is a good deal which looks improbable about it. Not
to speak of the strange disappearance of the nose, and its appearance in different places under the
disguise of a councillor of state, how was it that Kovaloff did not understand that one cannot decently
advertise for a lost nose? I do not mean to say that he would have had to pay too much for the
advertisement—that is a mere trifle, and I am not one of those who attach too much importance to
money; but to advertise in Such a case is not proper nor befitting.
Another difficulty is—how was the nose found in the baked loaf, and how did Ivan Jakovlevitch
himself—no, I don't understand it at all !
But the most incomprehensible thing of all is, how authors can choose such subjects for their
stories. That really surpasses my understanding. In the first place, no advantage results from it for the
country; and in the second place, no harm results either.
All the same, when one reflects well, there really is something in the matter. Whatever may be
said to the contrary, such cases do occur—rarely, it is true, but now and then actually.