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Go for them with sabres! Here's a nice business! Tfoo!" This last interjection Trofimitch pronounced in a falsetto. He was obviously perplexed. "If you are willing to restore the watch to me," I explained to him I did not dare to address him familiarly in spite of his being a soldier "I will with pleasure pay you this rouble here. The watch is not worth more, I imagine."
Scatter His enemies! repeated the voice, with a sort of incongruous and savage drawl on the last syllable of each word.... A noisy sigh was heard, and a ponderous body sank on to the bench with the same jingling sound. 'Akulina! servant of God, come here! the voice began again: 'Behold! Clothed in rags and blessed! ... Ha-ha-ha! Tfoo!
Last year there were unpleasantnesses, and now there will be unpleasantnesses. . . . Tfoo!" Bugrov heaved a loud sigh, and the air was filled with the smell of sherry. He had come back from dining and was slightly drunk . . . . "Don't you know your duty? No! . . . you must be taught, you've not been taught so far! Your mamma was a gad-about, and you . . . you can blubber. Yes! blubber away. . . ."
I am not good-looking. I know I’m hideous, but I’ve a clever face. I mustn’t talk too freely; if I fall into his arms all at once, he may think—Tfoo! how horrible if he should think—!” Such were the thoughts that excited Kolya while he was doing his utmost to assume the most independent air.
The soldier felt insulted, and besetting our baker, roared: "Tell me who is it?" "Shall I tell you?" the baker suddenly turned to him. "Well?" "Do you know Tanya?" "Well?" "Well, try." . . . "You!" "Her? That's easy enough!" "We'll see!" "You'll see! Ha, ha!" "She'll. . . ." "A month's time!" "What a boaster you are, soldier!" "Two weeks! I'll show you! Who is it? Tanya! Tfoo!" . . .
We went on and on, till at last we saw in the mist the dark hulk of a steamer. One of us shouted in a hoarse voice asking the name of the vessel. And we received the answer "the Baikal." Tfoo! anathema! what a disappointment! I am I homesick, and weary of Sahalin.
Why, he is a convict." Kirila began crying. "Let him go!" "Tfoo, queer fellow! What right have I? Am I a gaoler or what? They brought him to the hospital for me to treat him, but I have as much right to let him out as I have to put you in prison, silly fellow! "But they have shut him up for nothing! He was in prison a year before the trial, and now there is no saying what he is there for.
The landlady stealthily crossed herself under her neckerchief. 'The old enemy is adamant! A ... da ... mant! A ... da ... mant! the religious maniac repeated several times, gnashing his teeth. 'The old serpent! But God will arise! Yes, God will arise and scatter His enemies! I will call up all the dead! I will go against His enemy.... Ha-ha-ha! Tfoo!
Merciful God, merciful God, merciful God! the voice droned like a deacon in the choir. 'Merciful God, Creator of my body, behold my iniquity.... O-ho-ho! Ha-ha! ... Tfoo! And all abundance be to this house in the seventh hour! 'Who's that? I asked the hospitable landlady, who came in with the samovar. 'That, your honour, she answered me in a hurried whisper, 'is a blessed, holy man.
While he is asleep, Lyashkevsky, who does not approve of an afternoon nap, sits at the window, stares at the dozing native, and grumbles: "Race of curs! I wonder you don't choke with laziness. No work, no intellectual or moral interests, nothing but vegetating . . . . disgusting. Tfoo!" At six o'clock Finks wakes up. "It's too late to go to the high school now," he says, stretching.
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