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the witch and other stories(女巫)-第59章

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and went out into the village street。 Their hut was the third from the end; 

and seemed the very poorest and oldest…looking; the second was not much 

better; but the last one had an iron roof; and curtains in the windows。 That 

hut stood apart; not enclosed; it was a tavern。 The huts were in a single 

row; and the whole of the little village  quiet and dreamy; with willows; 

elders;    and   mountain…ash       trees  peeping     out   from   the   yards     had   an 

attractive look。 

     Beyond the peasants homesteads there was a slope down to the river; 

so   steep   and   precipitous   that   huge   stones   jutted   out   bare   here   and   there 

through the clay。 Down the slope; among the stones and holes dug by the 

potters; ran winding paths; bits of broken pottery; some brown; some red; 

lay   piled   up   in   heaps;   and   below   there   stretched   a   broad;   level;   bright 

green meadow; from which the hay had been already carried; and in which 

the   peasants'   cattle   were   wandering。   The   river;   three…quarters   of   a   mile 

from   the   village;   ran   twisting   and   turning;   with   beautiful   leafy   banks; 

beyond it was again a broad meadow; a herd of cattle; long strings of white 

geese; then; just as on the near side; a steep ascent uphill; and on the top of 

the hill a hamlet; and a church with five domes; and at a little distance the 

manor…house。 

     〃It's lovely here in your parts!〃 said Olga; crossing herself at the sight 

of the church。 〃What space; oh Lord!〃 

     Just at that moment the bell began ringing for service (it was Saturday 

evening)。  Two   little   girls;   down   below;   who   were   dragging   up   a   pail   of 

water; looked round at the church to listen to the bell。 

     〃At this time they are serving the dinners at the Slavyansky Bazaar;〃 

said Nikolay dreamily。 

     Sitting   on   the   edge   of   the   slope;   Nikolay   and   Olga   watched   the   sun 

setting;   watched   the   gold   and   crimson   sky   reflected   in   the   river;   in   the 

church   windows;   and   in   the   whole   air      which   was   soft   and   still   and 

unutterably pure as it never was in Moscow。 And when the sun had set the 

flocks and herds passed; bleating and lowing; geese flew across from the 

further side of the river; and all sank into silence; the soft light died away 

in the air; and the dusk of evening began quickly moving down upon them。 

     Meanwhile Nikolay's father and mother; two gaunt; bent; toothless old 



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people; just of the same height; came back。 The women  the sisters…in… 

law Marya and Fyokla  who had been working on the landowner's estate 

beyond the river; arrived home; too。 Marya; the wife of Nikolay's brother 

Kiryak; had six children; and Fyokla; the wife of Nikolay's brother Denis … 

… who had gone for a soldier  had two; and when Nikolay; going into the 

hut; saw all the family; all those bodies big and little moving about on the 

lockers; in the hanging cradles and in all the corners; and when he saw the 

greed   with    which    the  old   father  and   the  women      ate  the  black   bread; 

dipping it in water; he realized he had made a mistake in coming here; sick; 

penniless; and with a family; too  a great mistake! 

     〃And where is Kiryak?〃 he asked after they had exchanged greetings。 

     〃He is in service at the merchant's;〃 answered his father; 〃a keeper in 

the woods。 He is not a bad peasant; but too fond of his glass。〃 

     〃He is no great help!〃 said the old woman tearfully。 〃Our   men are a 

grievous lot; they bring nothing into the house; but take plenty out。 Kiryak 

drinks; and so does the old man; it is no use hiding a sin; he knows his 

way to the tavern。 The Heavenly Mother is wroth。〃 

     In honour of the visitors they brought out the samovar。 The tea smelt 

of   fish;   the   sugar   was   grey   and   looked   as   though   it   had   been   nibbled; 

cockroaches ran to and fro over the bread and among the crockery。 It was 

disgusting   to   drink;   and   the   conversation   was   disgusting;   too      about 

nothing but poverty and illnesses。 But before they had time to empty their 

first cups there came a loud; prolonged; drunken shout from the yard: 

     〃Ma…arya!〃 

     〃It looks as though Kiryak were coming;〃 said the old man。 〃Speak of 

the devil。〃 

     All were hushed。 And again; soon afterwards; the same shout; coarse 

and drawn…out as though it came out of the earth: 

     〃Ma…arya!〃 

     Marya;   the   elder   sister…in…law;   turned   pale   and   huddled   against   the 

stove; and it was strange to see the look of terror on the face of the strong; 

broad…shouldered;   ugly   woman。   Her   daughter;   the   child   who   had   been 

sitting   on   the   stove   and   looked   so   apathetic;   suddenly   broke   into   loud 

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     〃What are you howling for; you plague?〃 Fyokla; a handsome woman; 

also strong and broad…shouldered; shouted to her。 〃He won't kill you; no 

fear!〃 

     From his old father Nikolay learned that Marya was afraid to live in 

the forest with Kiryak; and that when he was drunk he always came for 

her; made a row; and beat her mercilessly。 

     〃Ma…arya!〃 the shout sounded close to the door。 

     〃Protect me; for Christ's sake; good people!〃 faltered Marya; breathing 

as though   she  had been  plunged   into very  cold   water。  〃Protect   me;  kind 

people。 。 。 。〃 

     All the children in the hut began crying; and looking at them; Sasha; 

too; began to cry。 They heard a drunken cough; and a tall; black…bearded 

peasant wearing a winter cap came into the hut; and was the more terrible 

because his face could not be seen in the dim light of the little lamp。 It was 

Kiryak。 Going up to his wife; he swung his arm and punched her in the 

face with his fist。 Stunned by the blow; she did not utter a sound; but sat 

down; and her nose instantly began bleeding。 

     〃What a disgrace! What a disgrace!〃 muttered the old man; clambering 

up on to the stove。 〃Before visitors; too! It's a sin!〃 

     The old mother sat silent; bowed;  lost in thought; Fyokla rocked   the 

cradle。 

     Evidently conscious of inspiring fear; and pleased at doing so; Kiryak 

seized Marya by the arm; dragged her towards the door; and bellowed like 

an   animal   in   order   to   seem   still   more   terrible;   but   at   that   moment   he 

suddenly caught sight of the visitors and stopped。 

     〃Oh;   they   have   come;   。   。   。〃   he   said;   letting   his   wife   go;   〃my   own 

brother and his family。 。 。 。〃 

     Staggering and opening
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