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And Kirsha asked: "Are you going?" "I am going," said Trirodov after a brief silence. "I am going with you," said Kirsha resolutely. "You had better not go, dear Kirsha," said his father tenderly. But Kirsha persistently repeated: "I will spend this night with you there, at the Navii footpath. I will see and I will hear. I will look into dead eyes."
And most of them then do not fail to declare: 'The author has described himself in his work. But no, my dear friends and readers, it is you, and only you, whom I have painted in my book, 'The Little Demon." In "The Charms of Navii" Sologoub happily blends fantasy and reality.
There was a footpath close to the house which led across the northern part of the estate, through a wood, to the Krutitsk cemetery. In the town they called this the footpath of Navii, and they were afraid to walk upon it even by day. Many legends grew up around it. The local intelligentsia tried vainly to disprove them. The whole property was sometimes called Navii's playground.
Kirsha waited in the garden and he seemed earthly and dark among the white, quiet children. They walked quickly upon the Navii path like gliding, nocturnal shadows, one after another, the whole ten of them, with Grisha leading. The dew fell upon their naked feet, and the ground under their feet was soft, warm, and sad. Egorka awoke in his grave. It was dark and somewhat stuffy.
They will bear us away if we don't mark ourselves in." Trirodov called quietly: "Come here, come here, quiet boy, draw a circle around us with your nocturnal little stick." They no sooner had succeeded in marking themselves in with the magic line than the dead began to pass down the Navii path. The throng of the dead, submitting to some evil malediction, walked towards the town.
Quietly, ever so quietly, half questioning, half relating, Kirsha persisted: "The dead will walk on the Navii footpath, the dead will speak Navii words." And again, as though submitting to a strange will, not his own, Trirodov replied: "The dead have already risen, they are already walking upon the Navii footpath, towards the Navii town, they are already speaking Navii words about Navii affairs."
The night hovered all around them, and the forgotten Navii footpath stretched in a black strip through the darkness. Kirsha shivered he felt the cold, heavy earth under his bare feet; the cold air pressed against his bare knees, the cold moist freshness of the night blew against his half-bared breast. He heard his father ask in a low voice: "Kirsha, are you not afraid?"
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