vyalov

Updated: May 21, 2025

The mother saw that all heads were turned in the same direction, toward the blacksmith's wall, where Sizov, Makhotin, Vyalov, and five or six influential, solid workingmen were standing on a high pile of old iron heaped on the red brick paving of the court, and waving their hands. "Vlasov is coming!" somebody shouted. "Vlasov? Bring him along!"

Maksim Gorky - Mother