"I'm just affronted at ye, Anka," she complained, "that ye can step inside the woman's dure." "Ah, cut it out!" cried Anka, rejoicing in her command of the vernacular. "Sure, Paulina is no good, you bet; but see, look at her house dere is no Rutenian house like dat, so beeg. Ah!" she continued rapturously, "you come an' see me and Jacob dance de 'czardas, wit Arnud on de cymbal.
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