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Updated: June 28, 2025
"It makes me positively sick." "I mix my tobacco with the flowers of the oats," answered Merik after a pause. "It is better for the chest." He smoked, spat, and went out again. Half an hour passed, and all at once there was the gleam of a light in the passage. Merik appeared in a coat and cap, then Lyubka with a candle in her hand. "Do stay, Merik," said Lyubka in an imploring voice.
"The kingdom of heaven and peace everlasting to Andrey Grigoritch," said Kalashnikov, clinking glasses with Merik. "When he was alive we used to gather together here or at his brother Martin's, and my word! my word! what men, what talks! Remarkable conversations!
"Those who say that have never lived in freedom like Merik and Kalashnikov, and have never loved Lyubka; they have been beggars all their lives, have lived without any pleasure, and have only loved their wives, who are like frogs."
Merik suddenly jumped up and began tapping with his heels on the same spot, then, brandishing his arms, he moved on his heels from the table to the stove, from the stove to the chest, then he bounded up as though he had been stung, clicked the heels of his boots together in the air, and began going round and round in a crouching position.
Then he could boldly have sung, danced, flung both arms round Lyubka as Merik did. . . . The sharp tapping, shouts, and whoops set the crockery ringing in the cupboard and the flame of the candle dancing.
Merik, looking angrily at her, and showing his teeth in a grin, flew towards her in the same crouching posture as though he wanted to crush her with his terrible legs, while she jumped up, flung back her head, and waving her arms as a big bird does its wings, floated across the room scarcely touching the floor. . . .
Martin used to be here, and Filya, and Fyodor Stukotey. . . . It was all done in style, it was all in keeping. . . . And what fun we had! We did have fun, we did have fun!" Lyubka went out and soon afterwards came back wearing a green kerchief and beads. "Look, Merik, what Kalashnikov brought me to-day," she said.
His mind was in a maze, and he wondered why there were in the world doctors, hospital assistants, merchants, clerks, and peasants instead of simple free men? There are, to be sure, free birds, free beasts, a free Merik, and they are not afraid of anyone, and don't need anyone!
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