Fyodorov dug in his heels, bracing his feet against one of the working crossties.
The locomotive moved up, the coupling slackened, and Fyodorov easily slipped it off the hook.
The thought of not hearing music made Fyodorov sad for the rest of the night.
Fyodorov was unable to sleep the next two nights because of a strong flow of thought.
When Fyodorov left the hospital, his right hand and arm functioned only feebly and partially.
The car began to pull Fyodorov away from the engine and down the slope.
Fyodorov put the little hare down by the stove and took his ten-month-old daughter in his arms.
Fyodorov was now in charge of a number of switches and the junior switchmen who operated them.
At Bear Hill, Fyodorov worked even more conscientiously and thoughtfully than he had done on Section 10.
The world will be awful without them, Fyodorov thought, as he imagined the fate of the workers below him.
Then Fyodorov left the house and went into the forest to look for his father among animals and plants.
Fyodorov examined and cleaned his switches and inspected the crossovers with his lantern.
Fyodorov looked out the window, into the forest: maybe he should run away.
One of them brought Fyodorov a bouquet of flowers and two little cakes.
Fyodorov still remembered the surprise he had felt when, as a child, he had cautiously watched sleeping dogs, cats, and chickens.
Fyodorov wound up the gramophone, to entertain his little daughter with some music and because he wanted to have a listen himself.
The car was gathering speed, and Fyodorov was running along beside it.
Occasionally, after a train had passed, Fyodorov would discover some object on the track and try at length to fathom its significance.
Fyodorov looked at his wife and wondered, Is she beautiful or not?
Recent comments by former Finance Minister Fyodorov are instructive in this regard.
Fyodorov spent some time checking the work of his juniors and realized that they did things well, but not better than he did.
Fyodorov cleaned off the old grease and applied generous quantities of new grease to all the areas of friction, the thicker the better.
The section director did not try too hard to hold Fyodorov back: Let the man go to a big station, let him develop himself.
The stationmaster had known his new switchman for a long time, ever since Fyodorov was a boy and used to go hunting with him.
His father, his mother, and his wife all went to the hospital and stood by Fyodorov, but he did not notice them gathered around him.
The one pedigreed reformer in the senior leadership, Russian Finance Minister Fyodorov , was in Washington at the time and was apparently taken completely by surprise.
If the Polar Arrow or some other fast train went by slowly, Fyodorov could sometimes make out the sound of the radio or a portable gramophone.
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