Mikhaylov did not remember his name or where he had seen him or what they had talked about; he remembered only his face, as he remembered every face he had ever seen; but he also remembered that it was one of the faces he had mentally put aside with the enormous class of falsely important faces, faces lacking expression.
Michajlov non ne ricordava il nome, né dove l’avesse incontrato, né di che cosa avessero parlato insieme. Ricordava solo il suo viso, come ricordava tutti i visi che vedeva una sola volta o due; ma ricordava anche che era uno di quei visi messi da parte, nella sua immaginazione, nel gran reparto di quelli dall’espressione mutevole e povera.