The Count gathers his things in the rucksack he used in 1918 when returning to Russia from Paris. He takes only the essentials: three changes of clothes, a toothbrush and toothpaste,
Anna Karenina,
Mishka’s project, and the bottle of Châteauneuf-du-Pape he intends to drink on the tenth anniversary of Mishka’s death. He says goodbye to his room, which was the smallest room in which he had ever lived, but in which nearly his whole life has come and gone.