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Holding her down to the ground, he struck her repeatedly with his clenched fist. Finally, fatigued with the exertion, he pushed her away from him crying: "There, serpent. Now you've got what you deserved." Without a complaint, silent and calm, Malva fell back on her back, all crumpled, red and still beautiful.
"I couldn't." "You were drunk?" "No, I was watching your son and his step-mother," said Serejka, phlegmatically. "A new worry on your shoulders," said Vassili, sarcastically and with a forced smile. "They are only children." He was tempted to learn where and how Serejka had seen Malva and Iakov the day before, but he was ashamed.
"I'll not fail," said Serejka. "Goodbye." "Goodbye, dear friend." "Goodbye, Malva," said Vassili, not raising his eyes. She slowly wiped her lips with her sleeve, threw her two white arms round his neck and kissed him three times on the lips and cheeks. He was overcome with emotion and uttered some indistinct words. Iakov lowered his head, dissimulating a smile.
The kettle, Serejka, is buried in the sand near the bow of the green boat." "What does he want with the kettle?" asked Iakov. "He has taken my place yonder on the headland," explained Vassili. Iakov looked enviously at Serejka, then at Malva. "Farewell, all! I'm going." Vassili waved his hand to them and moved away. Malva followed him. "I'll accompany you a bit of the road."
Embarrassed by his son's smile, Vassili left the cabin hastily, Malva frowned and replied to Iakov: "What's that to you? Learn to mind your own business, my lad." Then she went out. Iakov turned over and went to sleep. Vassili had fixed three stakes in the sand, and with a piece of matting had rigged up a shelter from the sun. Then he lay down flat on his back and contemplated the sky.
Gathering some leaves of the malva, or cheese plant, he bruised them a little, heated them on the stones of the camp fire, and spreading them with warm tallow, applied them to the wound. The next morning the leg was so much better that the cure was thought to be a miracle.
Has he left his post so as to be nearer Malva and to watch her? Should he go up to them or not." "So, you've decided!" said Serejka to Vassili. "It's goodbye to us all? Well, go your way and scratch the soil." A thrill went through Iakov and he made a joyous grimace. "Yes, I'm going;" said Vassili. Then Iakov advanced boldly. "Good-day, all!"
"That's right," said Serejka, with a tone of encouragement, and he sat down beside them on the sand. "Always do what I tell you and you'll be happy. And you," he went on, turning to Malva "when are you going to marry me? Better be quick. I don't like to wait long." "You are too ragged. Begin by sewing up your holes and then we'll see," replied Malva.
But their effects are so inconsiderable, that common practice takes no notice of them. MALVA alcea. VERVAIN-MALLOW. The Leaves. Alcea agrees in quality with the Althaea and Malva vulgaris; but appears to be less mucilaginous than either. MATRICARIA Parthenium. COMMON WILD FEVERFEW. The Leaves and Flowers.
Beyond Java they came to another island called Bali, and afterwards to Avajave, Sambaba, Solor, Galao, Malva, Vitara, Rosalanguin, and Arus; whence are brought beautiful birds, in much estimation on account of their feathers . Beyond these islands they came to numbers of others, lying in 7 or 8 degrees of south latitude, all so close together as to appear like one entire mainland, and stretching near 500 leagues in length.
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