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We want no more of this life." Sofya's low but powerful voice rang with assurance. "And then the fantastic power of those who are mighty by their greed will crumble; the earth will vanish from under their feet, and their support will be gone." "That's how it will be," said Rybin, bending his head. "Don't pity yourselves, and you will conquer everything."
"No, brothers; that's not necessary!" "Untie him!" "Look out you don't do something you'll, be sorry for!" "I am sorry for my hands!" Rybin said evenly and resonantly, making himself heard above all the other voices. "I'll not escape, peasants. I cannot hide from my truth; it lives inside of me!"
Bending toward Sofya the mother whispered: "Is it possible that what he says is true?" Sofya answered aloud: "Yes, it's true. The newspapers tell about such gifts. It happened in Moscow." "And the man wasn't executed for it?" asked Rybin dully. "But he should have been executed, he should have been led out before the people and torn to pieces.
Sofya felt the eagerness of the men for the word of truth. Her face brightened with a joyful smile. Walking carefully over to a corner, she sat down next to the mother, her arm on the mother's shoulder, and gazed about silently. "Uncle Mikhail, they're rough on us peasants," muttered Yakob without turning. Rybin looked around at him, and answered with a smile: "For love of us.
Both the mother and Rybin spoke slowly, as if testing every word before uttering it. "There's little joy for me in this, mother," said Rybin. "I have lived here of late, and gobbled up a deal of stuff. Yes; I understand some, too! And now I feel as if I were burying a child." "You'll perish, Mikhail Ivanych!" said the mother, shaking her head sadly.
"The way by Nikolsk is long, and it's expensive if you hire horses." "You see, I'm against this expedition in general. It's already begun to be unquiet there some arrests have been made, a teacher was taken. Rybin escaped, that's certain. But we must be more careful. We ought to have waited a little while still." "That can't be avoided," said Nilovna.
When the peasant has a full stomach, the gentleman passes sleepless nights. Of course, every fold has its black sheep, and I have no desire to defend the peasants wholesale." Rybin rose to his feet somber and powerful.
Where from?" She explained in a few rapid words, and asked: "Did they take the other comrades, too?" "They weren't there. They had gone off to be recruited. Five were captured, including Rybin." He snuffled and said, smiling: "And I was left over. I guess they're looking for me. Let them look. I'm not going back there again, not for anything.
"Their calculations are different, and their deserts are different," said Rybin. "The muzhik grown rich turns into a gentleman, and the gentleman grown poor goes to the muzhik. Willy-nilly, he must have a pure soul, if his purse is empty.
"He writes that Rybin ought to be freed." The mother kept her eyes turned from the girl. "Yes? It seems to me we ought to make use of this plan." "I think so, too," said Nikolay, appearing at the door. "How do you do, Sasha?" The girl asked, extending her hand to him: "What's the question about? Aren't all agreed that the plan is practicable? I know they are." "And who'll organize it?
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