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Updated: June 19, 2025
Only now, for Heaven's sake, arrange so that she should come to Ustenka's. 'All right, that's easily done! Well, Maryanka, will you belong to the "fair-faced lad", and not to Lukashka? said Beletski, speaking to Maryanka first for propriety's sake, but having received no reply he went up to Ustenka and begged her to bring Maryanka home with her.
The girls laughed at Daddy Eroshka, and it was past ten when they all went out into the porch. The old men invited themselves to finish their merry-making at Olenin's. Ustenka ran off home and Eroshka led the old Cossack to Vanyusha. The old woman went out to tidy up the shed. Maryanka remained alone in the hut. Olenin felt fresh and joyous, as if he had only just woke up.
Lukashka just then was getting out from under his coat, from the pocket of his black beshmet, a bundle of sweetmeats and seeds. 'There, I give them to all of you, he said, handing the bundle to Ustenka and smiling at Maryanka. A confused expression again appeared on the girl's face. It was as though a mist gathered over her beautiful eyes.
Is Grandad hungry? and from the hut came the sound of ringing laughter. Ustenka, plump, small, rosy, and pretty, with her sleeves turned up, ran into Beletski's hut to fetch some plates. 'Get away or I shall smash the plates! she squeaked, escaping from Beletski. 'You'd better come and help, she shouted to Olenin, laughing. 'And has Maryanka come? 'Of course! She brought some dough.
However, the truth soon got about in the village, and Lukashka's mother and Maryanka, as well as Elias Vasilich and other Cossacks, when they heard of Olenin's unnecessary gift, were perplexed, and began to be on their guard against the cadet. But despite their fears his action aroused in them a great respect for his simplicity and wealth.
But towards night memories of the evening before came rushing to his mind. He looked out of the window, Maryanka was passing to and fro from the house to the cowshed, putting things straight. Her mother had gone to the vineyard and her father to the office. Olenin could not wait till she had quite finished her work, but went out to meet her. She was in the hut standing with her back towards him.
'Mine is there too. Do you see her? in red. That's a new beshmet. Why don't you start the khorovod? he shouted, leaning out of the window. 'Wait a bit, and then when it grows dark let us go too. Then we will invite them to Ustenka's. We must arrange a ball for them! 'And I will come to Ustenka's, said Olenin in a decided tone. 'Will Maryanka be there? 'Yes, she'll be there.
'There's your girl now, your Maryanka that's the sort of girl!
Without considering what he was doing Olenin embraced Maryanka and was going to kiss her, but she suddenly extricated herself, upsetting Beletski and pushing the top off the table, and sprang away towards the oven. There was much shouting and laughter. Then Beletski whispered something to the girls and suddenly they all ran out into the passage and locked the door behind them.
She seemed to radiate virginal strength and health. All the girls were good-looking, but they themselves and Beletski, and the orderly when he brought in the spice-cakes, all involuntarily gazed at Maryanka, and anyone addressing the girls was sure to address her. She seemed a proud and happy queen among them. Olenin felt more and more uncomfortable.
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