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A drivelling scribbler, not a foot from the ground, pimples all over his mug and his neck awry! If he were good-looking, anyway but he, tfoo! he is as ugly as Satan!" The sexton took breath, wiped his lips and listened. The bell was not to be heard, but the wind banged on the roof, and again there came a tinkle in the darkness. "And it's the same thing now!" Savely went on.

But to add to his grief, this mysteriousness, this supernatural, weird power gave the woman beside him a peculiar, incomprehensible charm of which he had not been conscious before. The fact that in his stupidity he unconsciously threw a poetic glamour over her made her seem, as it were, whiter, sleeker, more unapproachable. "Witch!" he muttered indignantly. "Tfoo, horrid creature!"

"You are always thinking of something unpleasant," he cried with aversion. "Tfoo! How vexed I am that when I was expounding our system, I referred prematurely to the question of personal privacy! It's always a stumbling-block to people like you, they turn it into ridicule before they understand it. And how proud they are of it, too! Tfoo!

I saw it all, damn him! Oh, she is redder than a crab now, aha!" "You didn't see anything." "Didn't I! And this winter before Christmas on the Day of the Ten Martyrs of Crete, when the storm lasted for a whole day and night do you remember? the marshal's clerk was lost, and turned up here, the hound.... Tfoo! To be tempted by the clerk! It was worth upsetting God's weather for him!

Only from time to time nurse put on her new shawl, assumed a solemn and austere air, and went off somewhere for an hour or two, obviously to conduct negotiations. . . . Pelageya did not see the cabman, and when his name was mentioned she flushed up and cried: "May he be thrice damned! As though I should be thinking of him! Tfoo!"

The dust is in my mouth, in my nose, down my neck tfoo! We were approaching Irkutsk we had to cross the Angara by ferry. As though to mock us a high wind sprang up. My military companions and I, after dreaming for ten days of a bath, dinner, and sleep, stood on the bank and turned pale at the thought that we should have to spend the night not at Irkutsk, but in the village.

And he tried to kick Gavrilo away, as he knelt, overwhelmed, beside him, but he could not, and would have rolled over again if Gavrilo had not held him up, putting his arms round his shoulders. Chelkash's face was now on a level with Gavrilo's. Both were pale, piteous, and terrible-looking. "Tfoo!" Chelkash spat into the wide, open eyes of his companion.

From the first day I married you I noticed that you'd bitch's blood in you!" "Tfoo!" said Raissa, surprised, shrugging her shoulders and crossing herself. "Cross yourself, you fool!"

"I can give it you," sighed the friend "why not? But why the devil do you keep those carcases? tfoo! Tell me that, please. It would be all right if it were a useful horse, but tfoo! one is ashamed to look at it. . . . And the dog's nothing but a skeleton! Why the devil do you keep them?" "What am I to do with them?" "You know. Take them to Ignat the slaughterer that is all there is to do.

In the morning Malahin wakes up again in a bad humor, but his wrath vents itself not on Yasha but the cattle. "The cattle are done for!" he grumbles. "They are done for! They are at the last gasp! God be my judge! they will all die. Tfoo!"