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Updated: June 19, 2025
'Take off your slippers, you devil's wench! shouts her mother, 'you've worn them into holes! Maryanka is not at all offended at being called a 'devil's wench', but accepting it as a term of endearment cheerfully goes on with her task. Her face is covered with a kerchief tied round her head. She is wearing a pink smock and a green beshmet.
'Yes, it must be SHE, he thought, and troubling his head still less about the lodgings, he kept looking round at Maryanka as he approached Vanyusha. 'There you see, the girl too is quite savage, just like a wild filly! said Vanyusha, who though still busy with the luggage wagon had now cheered up a bit. 'LA FAME! he added in a loud triumphant voice and burst out laughing.
Beletski smiled knowingly and winked, jerking his head in the direction of the outhouse into which Maryanka had disappeared. Olenin shrugged his shoulders and blushed. 'Well, really you are a strange fellow! said he. 'Come now, don't pretend' Olenin frowned, and Beletski noticing this smiled insinuatingly.
That's what she was made for; to be loved and to give joy. That's how I judge it, my good fellow. Having crossed the yard and entered a cool dark storeroom filled with barrels, Maryanka went up to one of them and repeating the usual prayer plunged a dipper into it. Vanyusha standing in the doorway smiled as he looked at her.
The next day Olenin awoke earlier than usual, and immediately remembered what lay before him, and he joyfully recalled her kisses, the pressure of her hard hands, and her words, 'What white hands you have! He jumped up and wished to go at once to his hosts' hut to ask for their consent to his marriage with Maryanka.
'Oh, just chattering what came into his head, answered Ustenka. 'What does mine not say! Just as if he was possessed! Maryanka dropped her hand on her folded beshmet, threw her arm over Ustenka's shoulder, and shut her eyes. 'He wanted to come and work in the vineyard to-day: father invited him, she said, and after a short silence she fell asleep.
Olenin thought she felt shy. 'Maryanka, said he, 'I say, Maryanka! May I come in? She suddenly turned. There was a scarcely perceptible trace of tears in her eyes and her face was beautiful in its sadness. She looked at him in silent dignity. Olenin again said: 'Maryanka, I have come 'Leave me alone! she said. Her face did not change but the tears ran down her cheeks.
Maryanka, wearing only her smock, was combing her hair preparing for bed. 'It's I whispered the Cossack. Maryanka's look was severely indifferent, but her face suddenly brightened up when she heard her name. She opened the window and leant out, frightened and joyous. 'What what do you want? she said. 'Open! uttered Lukashka. 'Let me in for a minute. I am so sick of waiting! It's awful!
Beletski raised his eyebrows incredulously. 'Anyhow, come to me this evening; Maryanka will be there and I will make you acquainted. Do come, please! If you feel dull you can go away. Will you come? 'I would come, but to speak frankly I am afraid of being' seriously carried away. 'Oh, oh, oh! shouted Beletski. 'Only come, and I'll see that you aren't. Will you? On your word?
Only say the word and now I'll love you I'll do anything you wish. Here they are! and he jingled the money in his pocket. 'Now we can live splendidly. Others have pleasures, and I? I get no pleasure from you, Maryanka dear! The girl did not answer. She stood before him breaking her switch into little bits with a rapid movement of her fingers. Lukashka suddenly clenched his teeth and fists.
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