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...Territory of Conscience. In far-off Peredelkino, in his fir-and birch-engirdled, two-story dacha 15 miles southwest of Moscow, Boris Pasternak was mute but not inglorious. Against the sky he could see silhouetted the blue, oniontop cupolas of the village Orthodox Church, symbol of the Christian faith that enables his hero, Dr. Yurii Zhivago, to endure the torment, humiliations, sins and tragedy of war and revolution. On the walls of his study glow the illustrations that his artist-father drew for Resurrection by the great Tolstoy, whom Boris Pasternak has called "the territory of conscience." On that territory...
...with whom he lives and by whose labor he exists." A mass meeting of 800 "intellectuals" in Moscow's Cinema House demanded unanimously that Pasternak be stripped of his citizenship and thrown out of the country. In the village of Peredelkino outside Moscow, where Pasternak lives in a dacha given him by Stalin,* the local writers' colony complained: "We cannot continue to breathe the same air. It is necessary to ask the government that Pasternak be excluded from the forthcoming population census...
...years he has lived with Tolstoyan simplicity in a rambling dacha near Moscow, where he likes to putter in the garden. Twice married, he has three grown sons. Pasternak prefers to write standing up in his virtually bookless den. There he was touched recently to receive the first copy he had seen of the U.S. edition of Doctor Zhivago. Revealing the underlying pathos of his isolation, he asked his visitor eagerly, "Do you think Hemingway and Faulkner will read...
...white bread, porridge and grapes, the cat did agree to eat the best canned crabmeat from the restaurant's storeroom, and was soon wolfing a can a day. Next, Lopatkin's wife admired the restaurant chandelier, and Lopatkin sent it home. Before long, Lopatkin had outfitted his dacha with restaurant furnishings from teapots to carpets...
...dark and the door opens. The figure enters. It pauses. It is a man wearing a greatcoat-putts down his collar. He goes to a small oil lamp and lights it. In the light we see Beria's face . . . The door creaks open . . . Another bundled figure enters the dacha . . . It is Malenkov...