elizarov's

Updated: July 28, 2025

Then she would walk away to the door, bow again, and say: 'Good-day, Nikifor Anisimitch! And he kicked up his little red legs, and his crying was mixed with laughter like the carpenter Elizarov's. At last the day of the trial was fixed. Tsybukin went away five days before.

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