“Have you seen the Park of Culture and Leisure?” the Duke asked Simon.
“Ner, what’s that?”
“It is in the Zamoskvarechye — the River district; a great park where there is every variety of amusement for the people — volley-ball, tennis, fencing, a circus and a children’s town, a hundred things — it would be interesting — let us go there.”
“Um,” Simon nodded. “Let’s.”
“If situation is such, gentlemen will not need us?” proffered one of the guides. “Gentlemen can find their way?”
“Thank you — yes,” De Richleau answered. “I have the little map which you gave me.”
“What for evening-time?” asked the other guide.
“A theatre,” the Duke suggested. “I have been to the Arts Theatre already — what of Meyerhold’s theatre? That is where they have all the queer new plays — mechanical scenery, a complete break with all the old stage traditions — shall we go there?”
“Yes — I’d like to see that,” Simon nodded vigorously.
“Certainly,” the guides agreed; again they would not be needed; they would procure seats, and leave the tickets in the bureau of the hotel; was there any other way in which they could be of service? They were polite and anxious to oblige. “No?” Very well, they would call tomorrow morning.