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At this point they were overtaken by a dapper little shopman, with a little goat's beard, and with his fingers held apart like antlers, so as to keep his sleeves from slipping over his hands, in a long-skirted bluish coat, and a warm cap that resembled a bloated water-melon. Pyetushkov, for propriety's sake, fell back a little behind Vassilissa, but quickly came up with her again.
'Vassilissa, listen what I say to you, he went on: 'let me come and see you as before. Don't be afraid.... I'll be ... quiet as a mouse. You can go and see whom you like, I'll be all right: not a word, no protests, you know. Eh? do you agree? It's not your business! It's a matter of the happiness of a whole life, don't you understand, and you hinder.... Vassilissa did not know what to say.
Vassilissa thought, and said there was nothing. "Very well then, you must go to Kiev." "I would gladly go, if I were not so stout." "How can your vow be eased?" said Father Vassili, thinking aloud. "What do you live on?" "On tea, coffee, mushroom soup, potatoes...." "Do you like coffee?" "Yes, Little Father." "Abstain from coffee." "That is nearly as bad," she sighed, "as going to Kiev.
Onisim and Vassilissa drank their tea in silence, looking straight at each other, turning the lumps of sugar over and over in their hands, as it were reluctantly nibbling them, blinking, screwing up their eyes, and with a hissing sound sucking in the yellowish boiling liquid through their teeth.
Marfinka coloured, smoothed her hair, gave a tug to her fichu, and cast a glance in the mirror. Raisky shook his finger at her, making her colour more deeply. "The person who stayed one night here," said Vassilissa to Raisky, "is also asking for you." "Markushka?" asked Tatiana Markovna in a horrified tone. "Yes," said Vassilissa. Raisky hurried out. "How glad he is, how he rushes to meet him.
'What neckerchief? 'Why, the yellow one. 'The yellow one? 'Yes, the yellow, figured one. 'No, I've not taken it. Pyetushkov bent down to Vassilissa. 'Listen to me, Vassilissa; listen to what I am saying to you. It is not a matter of taps or of neckerchiefs just now; you can attend to such trifles another time. Vassilissa did not budge from her position; she only lifted her head.
But as Iván Kouzmitch was one of the most upright and sincere of men he could not think of any other way than that which he had already employed on a previous occasion. "Do you know, Vassilissa Igorofna," said he to her, while clearing his throat once or twice, "it is said that Father Garosim has received from the town "
She did not agree, and the Count married somebody else, but she was forbidden to marry Tiet Nikonich. I have been told all that by Vassilissa. What did the drunken woman say?" "The Count is said to have surprised a rendezvous between Tatiana Markovna and Tiet Nikonich, and such a rendezvous. "No, no!" she cried, shaking with laughter. "Tatiana Markovna! Who would believe such a thing?"
She only seemed to be happy when, smeared and wet with washing the boards, the windows, the silver, or the doors, she had become almost unrecognisable, and had, if she wanted to rub her nose or her eyebrows, to use her elbow. Vassilissa, on the contrary, respected herself, and was the only tidy woman among all the servants.
That needle is within a hare; that hare is within a large trunk; that trunk is hidden in the branches of an old oak tree; and that oak tree is watched by Kostshei as closely as Vassilissa herself, which means closer than any treasure he has." Then the witch told Ivan Tsarevitch how and where to find the oak tree. Ivan hastily went to the place.
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