Quite to my surprise the short-haired girl first began to speak.
"'I want to tell you about everything,' she said.
"I ordered ink, paper and pen brought me.

My soldiers were the witnesses.

Then I prepared the protocol of the confession of Pouzikoff's wife.

This was her dark and bloody tale.
"'My husband and I are Bolshevik commissars and we have been sent to find out how many White officers are hidden in Mongolia.

But the old fellow Bobroff knew us.