Karl Ivanych
K. Kashcheev, 1954 

"His kind German face, and the concern with which he tried to figure out the cause of my tears made them flow even faster: I was ashamed and could not understand how I had been able just a moment before to dislike him and consider his dressing-gown, nightcap, and tassel disgusting. Now, on the contrary, all these things seemed to me very dear, and even the tassel seemed like clear evidence of his kindness."
— from Childhood