Marina: So this one time, I ran into a woman I knew, who had lived here since... well, it was after the revolution, probably 1920, so she was already a little old lady. And she told me, with such tenderness, about how they used to have a... not a guard, what did they used to call them...
Ilya: A doorman?
Marina: Yes, a doorman. When you walk in, you see this little door. That's where the doorman sat. And it turns out, when you walk in, as you go up the stairs, there are a few steps there and then these two ledges, they had some kind of palms there. And a row of galoshes—right away I remembered Bulgakov. There was a carpet on the staircase straight up to the third floor. Mama told you about this, didn't she?
Ilya: No she didn't.
Marina: The building's owner lived here, his apartment was off this staircase, on the third floor. The carpeting went up to the third floor. So. Everybody left their galoshes downstairs. Those recesses in the wall—when you go into the lobby, you'll see stone recesses in the wall—there were mirrors in them.