rrassment, dropped a courtesy, and then with shining eyes glanced up at him, and, endeavoring to hide a

o aunt Nastásia," said she, pausing at

ed, and turned to the old dame, who, seizing the yoke with her crooked fingers, submis

home?" aske

to say something in reply, but, suddenly putting her hand to her mouth, was take

f upon the oven, as though he were anxious to hide from him, hastily thrust something away in the loft, an

tioned, and rather handsome, save for the unpleasant expression of his hazel eyes, under his knitted brow, and for the

red gussets, striped print drawers,

is's, though it was fully as stifling, as redolent of smoke and sheep-sk

ár standing on the shelf, and a black frame near the ikon, with the rema

ortrait, and the loft, where stuck out, from under some rags, t

ifán?" said he, loo

d, while his eyes wandered restlessly from the prince to the ceiling, and from the ceiling to the floor,

dof, sitting down on the bench, and evidently end

ou without it, 'slency? Yo

rses? What horse do you wish to sell?" said the prince without wasting

peasant," replied Yukhvanka, casting hasty glances at the general's portrait, at the stove, at the

eated Nekhliudof, raising

ch contentedly purring, he shouted out to her, "Scat, you rubbish!" and quickly addressed himself to the bárin. "A hors

orses have

orses, '

co

slency. There