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Olenin could not refrain from replying that he had not only one, but several houses. 'A good house? Bigger than ours? asked Lukashka good-naturedly. 'Much bigger; ten times as big and three storeys high, replied Olenin. 'And have you horses such as ours? 'I have a hundred horses, worth three or four hundred rubles each, but they are not like yours.
The sound of shrill laughter, slaps, kisses, and whispers mingled with the singing. As he went past Olenin, Lukashka gave a friendly nod. 'Dmitri Andreich! Have you too come to have a look? he said. 'Yes, answered Olenin dryly. Beletski stooped and whispered something into Ustenka's ear. She had not time to reply till she came round again, when she said: 'All right, we'll come.
One Cossack, with a thin face much burnt by the sun, lay near the hut evidently dead drunk, by a wall which though it had been in shadow some two hours previously was now exposed to the sun's fierce slanting rays. Lukashka, who stood on the watch-tower, was a tall handsome lad about twenty years old and very like his mother.
'Now then, girls, up with you! she cried. Maryanka and Ustenka under the cart were whispering and could hardly restrain their laughter. Since it had become known that Olenin had given a horse worth fifty rubles to Lukashka, his hosts had become more amiable and the cornet in particular saw with pleasure his daughter's growing intimacy with Olenin.
'Give it here. Their hands touched. Olenin took her hand, and she looked at him smiling. 'Are you going to be married soon? he asked. She did not answer, but turned away with a stern look. 'Do you love Lukashka? 'What's that to you? 'I envy him! 'Very likely! 'No really. You are so beautiful! And he suddenly felt terribly ashamed of having said it, so commonplace did the words seem to him.
But Lukashka hit its well-fed sides with his whip once, then again, and a third time, and the horse, showing its teeth and spreading out its tail, snorted and reared and stepped on its hind legs a few paces away from the others. 'Ah, a good steed that! said the cornet. That he said steed instead of HORSE indicated special praise. 'A lion of a horse, assented one of the others, an old Cossack.
Turning into a side street, he and Nazarka rode up to two huts that stood side by side. "Here we are all right, old fellow! Be quick and come soon!" called Lukashka to his comrade, dismounting in front of one of the huts; then he carefully led his horse in at the gate of the wattle fence of his own home.
He sat there till the night and wished to kill the old man, but the others would not let him. Lukashka went up to the speaker, and sat down. 'Of what village? asked he. 'From there in the hills, replied the scout, pointing to the misty bluish gorge beyond the Terek. 'Do you know Suuk-su? It is about eight miles beyond that.
He was held back by a dim consciousness that he could not live altogether like Eroshka and Lukashka because he had a different idea of happiness he was held back by the thought that happiness lies in self-sacrifice. What he had done for Lukashka continued to give him joy. He kept looking for occasions to sacrifice himself for others, but did not meet with them.
'I say, Lukashka, that fiend will be sending us to the ambush again tonight, he said, taking up the bird. He always puts it on us. Lukashka went whistling along the cordon. 'Take the string with you, he shouted. Nazirka obeyed. 'I'll give him a bit of my mind today, I really will, continued Nazarka. 'Let's say we won't go; we're tired out and there's an end of it!
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