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The sounds passed how close we still were to the road! and gradually died away. "He has escaped, thanks be to God!" Mishka said, in a hoarse whisper. "How do you know that?" "If they had overtaken him they would have found the droshky empty, and would have sought us along the road." "Well, what now? How far are we from the meeting-place?" "Three versts, more or less.
Dubetchnya has passed again into the possession of Madame Tcheprakov, who has bought it after forcing the engineer to knock the price down twenty per cent. Moisey goes about now in a bowler hat; he often drives into the town in a racing droshky on business of some sort, and stops near the bank.
Like almost all other royal buildings in Russia, Tzarskoe owes its origin to Peter the Great. He erected the first house here, and planted the avenues of plane trees with his own hand. We had a great desire to drive about the grounds, and made several attempts with the droshky drivers, but could not make ourselves understood either with regard to the terms or the route we should take.
'Come, there, there, you young colt, you'll kill yourself! said Ovsyanikov soothingly to him, and an instant later he flew over the precipice together with the racing droshky, the boy who was sitting behind, and the horse. Fortunately, the bottom of the ravine was covered with heaps of sand. No one was injured; only the horse sprained a leg.
In the first place, taught by experience, I had no very great confidence in Yermolai: I had once sent him to the town for purchases; he had promised to get through all my commissions in one day, and was gone a whole week, drank up all the money, and came back on foot, though he had set off in my racing droshky.
"Stop howling, you dogs!" . . . said the Captain to the singers, raising his head from the ground to listen. "Some one is passing . . . in a droshky. . . ." A droshky at such a time in the main street could not but attract general attention. Who would risk crossing the ditches between it and the town, and why? They all raised their heads and listened.
Learning from Kovrin that not only a romance had been got up, but that there would even be a wedding, Yegor Semyonitch spent a long time in pacing from one corner of the room to the other, trying to conceal his agitation. His hands began trembling, his neck swelled and turned purple, he ordered his racing droshky and drove off somewhere.
I began to stare intently in that direction the figure seemed to have sprung out of the ground near my droshky. 'Who's that? inquired a ringing voice. 'Why, who are you? 'I'm the forester here. I mentioned my name. 'Oh, I know! Are you on your way home? 'Yes. But, you see, in such a storm.... 'Yes, there is a storm, replied the voice.
The droshky drivers have generally a round hat, and wear long loose dresses almost reaching to their heels, with a band round their waist.
A Russian droshky driver has a bigger command of bad language than any other cabby in the world, and the Grand Duke Loris had evidently studied his part from life. He was letter perfect in it! I strode to the door and flung it open. "Here, stop that!" I shouted. "Be off with you, Ivan; you impudent rascal!"
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