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Meanwhile, as the dull, polyphonous roar of voices swept through the neck of the defile, a man shouted in broken, but truculent, accents: "I say no! Fiddlesticks! Not a man is there who could drink more than a vedro of 'blood-and-sweat' in a day." "A man could drink a lake of it." "No, a vedro and a half. That is the proper reckoning." "Aye, a vedro and a half."
The lamp was a bad one . . . The light was fitful, and dark shadows flickered on the dosshouse walls. The Captain watched them, scratching his beard. Tyapa returned, bringing a vedro of water, and placing it beside the teacher's head, he took his arm as if to raise him up. "The water is not necessary," and the Captain shook his head. "But we must try to revive him," said the old rag-collector.
He smiled in embarrassment: the excitement within him had not yet calmed down and this hindered him from understanding what had happened and why all those who surrounded him were so merry and contented. "We've raised a hundred and seventy thousand puds as if we plucked a radish from a garden-bed!" said some one. "We ought to get a vedro of whisky from our master."
The lamp was a bad one... The light was fitful, and dark shadows flickered on the dosshouse walls. The Captain watched them, scratching his beard. Tyapa returned bringing a vedro of water, and placing it by the teacher's head, he took his arm as if to raise him up. "The water is not necessary," and the Captain shook his head. "But we must try to revive him," said the old ragcollector.
Without any further words, Egorka, ten per cent. of it for my discovery, four per cent. to the teacher for writing the petition, one 'vedro' of vodki to all of us, and refreshments all round. Give me the money now, the vodki and refreshments will do at eight o'clock." Vaviloff turned purple with rage, and stared at Kuvalda with wide-open eyes. "This is humbug! This is robbery!
Without any further words, Egorka, ten per cent. of it for my discovery, four per cent. to the teacher for writing the petition, one 'vedro' of vodki to all of us, and refreshments all round. Give me the money now, the vodki and refreshments will do at eight o'clock." Vaviloff turned purple with rage, and stared at Kuvalda with wide-open eyes. "This is humbug! This is robbery!
"It's just like play." "It's like playing with a woman." But the light-haired fellow persisted in his request: "Your Honour! You ought to treat us to a vedro of vodka, eh?" he said, smiling and sighing. Foma looked at the bearded faces before him and felt like saying something offensive to them.
"Yes, a vedro and a half," he repeated. As he spoke the tip of his tongue protruded until it rested on the under-lip of his half-opened mouth. In his face there was a curiously thirsty, gross expression, and his attitude, as he stood there, was that of one who had just received a blow, and was about to cry out in consequence.
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