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After a minute Little White Manka came in her brown, smooth, deliberately modest dress of a high school girl. "What did you call me for, Jennie? Or have you quarreled?" "No, we haven't quarreled, Mannechka, but my head aches very much," answered Jennka calmly, "and for that reason my little friend finds me very cold. Be a friend, Mannechka, stay with him, take my place!"
"Because I'm going to hit you, and the pieces may get in your eye," said the reporter unconcernedly. Despite the unexpectedness of such a turn of the quarrel, nobody started laughing. Only Little White Manka oh'd in astonishment and clapped her hands. Jennie, with avid impatience, shifted her eyes from one to the other. "Well, now!
The innkeeper had three maiden daughters, who were not yet asleep. So Manka said: "Oh! if I, too, could have such a riband! I will go and unfasten it from that goat." The second, Dodla, said: "Don't; he'll find it out in the morning." But she went notwithstanding. And when Manka did not return for a long time, the third, Kate, said: "Go, fetch her." So Dodla went, and gave Manka a pat on the back.
And unexpectedly, having embraced Manya by the shoulders and bosom, she drew her toward herself, threw her down on the bed, and began to kiss deeply and vigorously her hair, eyes, lips. Manka with difficulty tore herself away from her, with dishevelled, bright, fine, downy hair, all rosy from the resistance, and with eyes downcast and moist from shame and laughter.
And the lips were then cold and dry, while the damp mist of the morning lay upon the hair. Silence seized Tamara; silence seized Manka the Scandaliste; and suddenly Jennka, the most untamable of all the girls, ran up to the artiste, fell down on her knees, and began to sob at her feet. And Rovinskaya, touched herself, put her arms around her head and said: "My sister, let me kiss you!"
"Darling, treat me to Lafitte with lemonade," in accordance with established usage asked Little Manka, unbuttoning her corsage. "Afterwards," austerely answered the pedagogue. "It will all depend upon yourself. And then what sort of Lafitte can you have here? Some muddy brew or other?" "We have good Lafitte," contradicted the girl touchily. "Two roubles a bottle.
And all would have turned out well, if suddenly Little White Manka, in only her chemise and in white lace drawers, had not burst into the cabinet. Some merchant, who the night before had arranged a paradisaical night, was carousing with her, and the ill-fated Benedictine, which always acted upon the girl with the rapidity of dynamite, had brought her into the usual quarrelsome condition.
Two bottles of beer and a bottle of lemonade for me." Simeon came with a tray and began with an accustomed rapidity to uncork the bottles. Following him came Zociya, the housekeeper. "There, now, how well you've made yourself at home here. Here's to your lawful marriage!" she congratulated them. "Daddy, treat the little housekeeper with beer," begged Manka. "Drink, housekeeper dear."
This was Little White Manka, standing on her knees and stuffing her mouth with her handkerchief, beating about in tears. And the remaining mates, following her, also got down upon their knees; and the chapel was filled with sighs, stifled lamentations and sobbings ...
Little White Manka cried after him, "Won't you buy me candy for fifteen kopecks... Turkish Delight, fifteen kopecks' worth. There, grab!" Roly-Poly neatly caught in its flight the thrown fifteen-kopeck piece; made a comical curtsey and, pulling down the uniform cap with the green edging at a slant over his eyes, vanished.
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