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Updated: May 4, 2025
"Brute!" shouted Zvantzev in a shrill voice, and Foma noticed that he struck the peasant on the chest, after which the peasant removed his cap humbly and stepped aside. "Fo-o-ol!" cried Zvantzev, walking after him and lifting his hand. Foma jumped to his feet and said threateningly, in a loud voice: "Eh, you! Don't touch him!" "Wha-a-at?" Zvantzev turned around toward him.
He recalled her caresses and thought: "How does she come to be such as she is? It is even fearful to be with her." Ookhtishchev, sitting close to his lady, an expression of happiness on his face, listened to the song and was radiant with satisfaction. The gentleman with the side whiskers and Zvantzev were drinking wine, softly whispering something as they leaned toward each other.
The giggling girl glanced at the brunette and asked her respectfully: "Shall I sing, Sasha?" "I shall sing myself," announced Foma's companion, and turning toward the lady with the birdlike face, she ordered: "Vassa, sing with me!" Vassa immediately broke off her conversation with Zvantzev, stroked her throat a little with her hand and fixed her round eyes on the face of her sister.
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