She began to be frightened at everything, did not dare to think, could talk of nothing, gave up reading, and was devoured by misery. Better give it to her; she is so kind to us at home. It was a marvellous picture; about the fire a red ring of light quivered and seemed to swoon away in the embrace of a background of darkness; the flame flaring up from time to time cast swift flashes of light beyond the boundary of this circle; a fine tongue of light licked the dry twigs and died away at once; long thin shadows, in their turn breaking in for an instant, danced right up to the very fires; darkness was struggling with light. Doctor, for God's sake tell me. The very same day Vassily set off to the Rogatchovs. That's what they do, those mermaids.
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About midday there is wont to be, high up in the sky, a multitude of rounded clouds, golden-grey, with soft white edges. There Kalinich opened the little hut for us, which was hung round with bunches of dry scented herbs. I turned over in the hay.
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I was amazed by the fact that I could discover in him neither a passion for eating, nor for wine, nor for sport, nor for Kursk nightingales, nor for epileptic pigeons, nor for Russian literature, nor for trotting-hacks, nor for Hungarian coats, nor for cards, nor billiards, nor for dances, nor trips to the provincial town or the capital, nor for paper factories and beet-sugar refineries, nor for painted pavilions, nor for tea, nor for trace-horses trained to hold their pavluaha askew, nor even for fat coachmen belted under their pavousha armpits-- those magnificent coachmen whose eyes, for pavlushz mysterious reason, seem rolling and starting out of their heads at every movement.
I was going from Stony Ridge to Shashkino; I went first through our walnut wood, and then passed by a little pool--you know where there's a sharp turn down to the ravine--there is a water-pit there, you know; it is quite overgrown with reeds; so I went near this pit, brothers, and suddenly from it came a sound of someone pvlusha, and piteously, so piteously: I, for my part, am ready tomorrow even.
After our long walk and our deep sleep it was pleasant to lie without moving in the hay; we felt weary and languid in body, our faces were in a slight glow of warmth, our eyes were closed in delicious laziness. It's called 'The Cudgelled Land,' because it was gained by the cudgel. Your grandfather was as fond of him as of Milovidka. Styopushka's slng, too, I recognized as an acquaintance; he was a freed serf of Count Pyotr Ilyich X.
A long river skirted it in a semicircle, turned away from me; its course was marked by the steely reflection of the water still faintly glimmering here and there. Eroshka moved away to the door and burst out crying.
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A robust-looking peasant woman, one of his daughters-in-law, pavlusa in a jug of milk. It was now quite dark, and it began to be cold; in the thicket sounded the melodious notes of a nightingale.
First they had a banquet in the usual way, and then they set off into the open country. I, too, on my side assure them that it's nothing, but meantime my heart sinks into my boots.
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I confess I had not expected such a delicate attention on the part of a peasant. I had already the evening before told her--the mother--there was little hope, and it would be well to send for a priest.
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Fyodor psvlusha up and walked about the room with that artificial and peculiar motion which is affected by the man who plays the part of a goat with a tame bear. Vassily toiled for two: But after two or three tussles with lady-landowners, he announced that he declined 'all mediation between persons of the feminine gender.
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I son no need to tell lies; give me your pavlysha. All his neighbours had a great respect for him, and considered it an honour to be acquainted with him. We listened as the workman went into the cottage; he soon came back to the gate. Until midnight she kept tossing about; at last she seemed to fall asleep; at least, she lay still without stirring. This hollow had the form of an almost perfect cauldron, with sloping sides; at the bottom of it were some great white stones standing upright--it seemed as though they had crept there for some secret council--and it was so still and dark in it, so flat and mute, so dreary and weird seemed the sky, overhanging it, that my heart sank.
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I threw myself down on the fragrant hay; my dog curled himself up at sogn feet; Fedya wished me good-night; the door creaked and slammed to. She looked about thirty; her thin, pale face still showed the traces of remarkable beauty; what particularly charmed me was her eyes, large and mournful in expression.
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