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A quarter of an hour later Mariana returned with a beaming, freshly-washed face, brimming over with gaiety, and a few minutes later Tatiana, Pavel's wife, appeared with the samovar, tea things, rolls, and cream. In striking contrast to her gipsy-like husband she was a typical Russian buxom, with masses of flaxen hair, which she wore in a thick plait twisted round a horn comb.
It was clear that Pavel's words had produced a strong impression on them. They began to lie down before the fire as though preparing to go to sleep. 'What is that? asked Kostya, suddenly lifting his head. Pavel listened. 'It's the curlews flying and whistling. 'Where are they flying to? 'To a land where, they say, there is no winter. 'But is there such a land? 'Yes. 'Is it far away?
Almost every evening after work one of Pavel's comrades came to his house, read with him, and copied something from the books. So greatly occupied were they that they hardly even took the time to wash. They ate their supper and drank tea with the books in their hands; and their talks became less and less intelligible to the mother. "We must have a newspaper!" Pavel said frequently.
A third of the house was occupied by the kitchen and a small room used for the mother's bedroom, separated from the kitchen by a partition reaching partially to the ceiling. The other two thirds formed a square room with two windows. In one corner stood Pavel's bed, in front a table and two benches.
"Comrades!" resounded Pavel's voice, ringing and firm. A dry, hot haze burned the mother's eyes, and with a single movement of her body, suddenly strengthened, she stood behind her son. All turned toward Pavel, and drew up to him, like iron filings attracted by a magnet. "Brothers!
But he began to come often, and if any of Pavel's comrades were present, Rybin sat in a corner and was silent, only occasionally interjecting: "That's so!" And once looking at everybody from his corner with his dark glance he said somberly: "We must speak about that which is; that which will be is unknown to us. When the people have freed themselves, they will see for themselves what is best.
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