Tamara Terskaya stood on the veranda of a large but empty house, pondering that she should have listened to her husband and left. Bandits roamed around in search of conspirators against the Soviet government, and she was scared. "What if they come here? We should have left!" she thought. But what about mom? Moving abroad would be unbearable for her. To move her would be like killing her. "What a coward I am! We have nothing to fear, we are not involved in conspiracies. We have a document signed by Lenin that protects us from repression. No, leaving is impossible!" Tamara reassured herself, but flinched at the sound of drunken shouts and the neighing of horses from the garden. The Yakovtsy estate had been occupied by a pro-Bolshevik squad commanded by Bibikov.

The commander was examining documents while two women, a young one and an elderly one, huddled together. Dirty and ragged people rummaged through belongings, throwing them out of cupboards and cabinets. One of them pointed to a portrait of a father. Bibikov looked at the image of a man in a general's uniform. "Who is this?" he asked. "This is a portrait of my father, he died 15 years ago, he..." Tamara began, but was interrupted by a blow to the face with a rifle butt. "General's daughter? To the execution!" ordered Bibikov.

Tamara was taken out to the yard, where she was raped and hanged.

The stern face of the general looked strangely out of place against the backdrop of the ruined furniture. However, the man in the portrait was never a military man. He received the general's title as a front-line doctor. Nikolai Vasilyevich Skli-fosovsky witnessed many battles and fought for life in each of them.

Of the seven children of the great surgeon, only the eldest daughter Olga lived to old age, who emigrated from Russia immediately after the revolution.