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Updated: May 20, 2025
It even appeared not to be floating altogether with the current, but to be crossing it in the direction of the shallows. Lukashka stretching out his neck watched it intently. The tree floated to the shallows, stopped, and shifted in a peculiar manner. Lukashka thought he saw an arm stretched out from beneath the tree.
Eh? 'She is lovely, said Olenin. 'Call her here! 'No, no, said the old man. 'For that one a match is being arranged with Lukashka, Luke, a fine Cossack, a brave, who killed an abrek the other day. I'll find you a better one. I'll find you one that will be all dressed up in silk and silver. Once I've said it I'll do it. I'll get you a regular beauty!
Lukashka pulled his cloak up higher and walked back alone, throwing swift glances now to the left at the wall of reeds, now to the Terek rushing by below the bank. 'I daresay he's watching or creeping along somewhere, thought he of a possible Chechen hillsman. Suddenly a loud rustling and a splash in the water made him start and seize his musket.
From under the bank a boar leapt up his dark outline showing for a moment against the glassy surface of the water and then disappearing among the reeds. Lukashka pulled out his gun and aimed, but before he could fire the boar had disappeared in the thicket. Lukashka spat with vexation and went on. On approaching the ambuscade he halted again and whistled softly.
The girls grabbed his sweetmeats from him, and, laughing, struggled for them among themselves. Beletski and Olenin stepped aside. Lukashka, as if ashamed of his generosity, took off his cap and wiping his forehead with his sleeve came up to Maryanka and Ustenka.
She puts her hand to her face like this, and clicks her tongue and presses her hands to her heart as much as to say "sorry." Shall I call her in? She understood all about the abrek. 'Call her, said Lukashka. 'And I had some tallow there; bring it: I must grease my sword. The old woman went out, and a few minutes later Lukashka's dumb sister came up the creaking steps and entered the hut.
That's what the old men used to teach me. 'Come, what rubbish! said Olenin. 'You'd better tell me more about Maryanka. Does she carry on with Lukashka? 'Hush ... be quiet now! the old man again interrupted in a whisper: 'just listen, we'll go round through the forest.
'Your health! said Lukashka, taking from his mother's hands a cup filled to the brim with chikhir and carefully raising it to his bowed head. 'A bad business! said Nazarka. 'You heard how Daddy Burlak said, "Have you stolen many horses?" He seems to know! 'A regular wizard! Lukashka replied shortly. 'But what of it! he added, tossing his head. 'They are across the river by now.
What would you take for it? asked Olenin. 'I have been offered a hundred and fifty rubles for it, but I'll give it you for nothing, said Lukashka, merrily. 'Only say the word and it's yours. I'll unsaddle it and you may take it. Only give me some sort of a horse for my duties. 'No, on no account.
'Haven't you seen? I suppose you're too young! said Lukashka. 'Close by the ditch, he went on seriously with a shake of the head. 'We were just going along the ditch when all at once we heard something crackling, but my gun was in its case. Elias fired suddenly ... But I'll show you the place, it's not far. You just wait a bit.
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