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Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ...to and fro on his well-fed mare beside his lean old friend, who wore a ragged kaftan and was riding near him, clanking his iron hobbles. Both men were on their way to pasture their horses on the highway for the night, and if they got a good chance let them loose in their landlord''s woods. ''I''ll let you have the land free if you''ll only sign!'' They have made fools of us long enough. In these days we know a thing or two ourselves. He turned around to call the colt that had strayed away. Stopping his horse and looking behind, he shouted: Here, you colt, where are you? But no colt was to be seen. He had evidently strayed into the landlord''s meadows. With a loud neighing the young colt came galloping up from the damp, sweet-smelling meadows. Ah, exclaimed the shaggy-bearded peasant, he has caught the trick of grazing in his master''s meadows. Just look at the meadows. They need a good weeding. We shall have to send the women out to weed them some holiday, said the peasant in the ragged kaftan, else we shall spoil our scythes. He tells us to sign, the shaggy-haired peasant went on with his criticism of his master''s address, but if you were to sign, he''d swallow you alive. That''s a fact, replied the old man. They said no more, and the only sound to be heard was the thud of the horses'' feet on the hard road. vra. When he entered the house, Nekhludof found in the office a high bedstead upon which a down bed and two pillows had been arranged. Over these was spread a quilted counterpane of crimson silk, a marvel of needlework, a loan no doubt from the trousseau of the steward''s wife. The steward offered NekhMdof what was left from the dinner, and when the latter declined he apologized for the slender fare and uncomfortable quarters and...
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