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So long as I live I will not forget. I will not leave it like this!" Semyon took his hand. "Give it up, Stepanych. I am giving you good advice. You will not better things..." "Better things! I know myself I shan't better things. You were right about Fate. It would be better for me not to do it, but one must stand up for the right." "But tell me, how did it happen?" "How?

'That's a good horse, said Isay, with a shrewd glance at Mukhorty, and with a practised hand he tightened the loosened knot high in the horse's bushy tail. 'Are you going to stay the night? 'No, friend. I must get on. 'Your business must be pressing. And who is this? Ah, Nikita Stepanych! 'Who else? replied Nikita. 'But I say, good friend, how are we to avoid going astray again?

A mist swam before Semyon's eyes; he wanted to cry out, but could not. It was Vasily! Semyon scrambled up the bank, as Vasily with crow-bar and wrench slid headlong down the other side. "Vasily Stepanych! My dear friend, come back! Give me the crow-bar. We will put the rail back; no one will know. Come back! Save your soul from sin!" Vasily did not look back, but disappeared into the woods.

"Where are you off to?" cried Semyon. Vasily came quite close. He was very pale, white as chalk, and his eyes had a wild look. Almost choking, he muttered: "To town to Moscow to the head office." "Head office? Ah, you are going to complain, I suppose. Give it up! Vasily Stepanych, forget it." "No, mate, I will not forget. It is too late. See! He struck me in the face, drew blood.

He came out and stood on the platform... I shall not stay here long; I shall go somewhere, anywhere, follow my nose." "But where will you go, Stepanych? Leave well enough alone. Here you have a house, warmth, a little piece of land. Your wife is a worker." "Land! You should look at my piece of land. Not a twig on it nothing.

"Now tell us about yourself," said she. "One hears such improbable wonders about you." "Yes," replied Pierre with the smile of mild irony now habitual to him. "They even tell me wonders I myself never dreamed of! Mary Abramovna invited me to her house and kept telling me what had happened, or ought to have happened, to me. Stepan Stepanych also instructed me how I ought to tell of my experiences.

God has not given me happiness, but what He may give, so will it be. That's so, friend Vasily Stepanych." Vasily Stepanych knocked the ashes out of his pipe against a rail, stood up, and said: "It is not luck which follows us in life, but human beings. There is no crueller beast on this earth than man. Wolf does not eat wolf, but man will readily devour man."

They are sucking up all your life-blood, and when you become old, they will throw you out just as they do husks to feed the pigs on. What pay do you get?" "Not much, Vasily Stepanych twelve rubles." "And I, thirteen and a half rubles. Why? By the regulations the company should give us fifteen rubles a month with firing and lighting.