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Updated: May 22, 2025
'Well, when Maryanka grows up she'll be marriageable too, she answers soberly and modestly. 'I'll send the matchmakers to you I'll send them! Only let me get the vineyard done and then we'll come and make our bows to you, says Lukashka's mother. 'And we'll make our bows to Elias Vasilich too. 'Elias, indeed! says the cornet's wife proudly. 'It's to me you must speak! All in its own good time.
I hear they've quartered one of the chiefs on you? he said, drawing nearer. Maryanka, as was her wont, waited before she replied, and slowly raising her eyes looked at the Cossack. Lukashka's eyes were laughing as if something special, apart from what was said, was taking place between himself and the girl.
The red sun appeared for an instant from under a cloud and its last rays glittered brightly along the river over the reeds, on the watch-tower, and on a group of Cossacks, among whom Lukashka's vigorous figure attracted Olenin's involuntary attention. Olenin felt that he was again, without any apparent cause, perfectly happy.
'So we must, it's nearer that way, said one of the Cossacks who was covered with dust and rode a perspiring horse. Lukashka's face was red and swollen after the drinking of the previous night and his cap was pushed to the back of his head. He was calling out with authority as though he were an officer. 'What is the matter?
Lukashka's mother sees by the stern face of the cornet's wife that it is not the time to say anything more just now, so she lights her rag with the match and says, rising: 'Don't refuse us, think of my words. I'll go, it is time to light the fire. As she crosses the road swinging the burning rag, she meets Maryanka, who bows.
"Directly, Lukashka, directly!" answered the old woman. "Our women are making merry. I expect our dumb one has gone too." She took her keys and hurriedly went to the outhouse. Nazarka, after putting up his horse and taking the gun off his shoulder, returned to Lukashka's house and went in.
However, the truth soon got about in the village, and Lukashka's mother and Maryanka, as well as Elias Vasilich and other Cossacks, when they heard of Olenin's unnecessary gift, were perplexed, and began to be on their guard against the cadet. But despite their fears his action aroused in them a great respect for his simplicity and wealth.
In spite of his tall stature and big hands every kind of work, both rough and delicate, prospered under Lukashka's fingers. 'Hallo, Luke! came Nazarka's shrill, sharp voice calling him from the thicket close by. 'The Cossacks have gone in to supper. Nazarka, with a live pheasant under his arm, forced his way through the brambles and emerged on the footpath.
It is not my fault that I love. It has come about against my will. I tried to escape from my love by self-renunciation, and tried to devise a joy in the Cossack Lukashka's and Maryanka's love, but thereby only stirred up my own love and jealousy.
You'd have to search through the whole place to find such another! The cornet's wife knows what Lukashka's mother is after, but though she believes him to be a good Cossack she hangs back: first because she is a cornet's wife and rich, while Lukashka is the son of a simple Cossack and fatherless, secondly because she does not want to part with her daughter yet, but chiefly because propriety demands it.
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