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Eh! I'll burn to ashes, now that I have blazed up!"
And pressing the youth close to herself, she greedily began to
kiss him on the lips.
"Lo-o-ok o-u-u-u-t!" the watch on the barge wailed mournfully, and,
cutting short the last syllable, began to strike his mallet against
the cast-iron board.
The shrill, trembling sounds harshly broke the solemn quiet of
the night.
A few days later, when the barges had discharged their cargo and
the steamer was ready to leave for Perm, Yefim noticed, to his
great sorrow, that a cart came up to the shore and that the dark-
eyed Pelageya, with a trunk and with some bundles, was in it.
"Send a sailor to bring her things," ordered Foma, nodding his
head toward the shore.
With a reproachful shake of his head, Yefim carried out the order
angrily, and then asked in a lowered voice:
"So she, too, is coming with us?"
"She is going with me," Foma announced shortly.
"It is understood. Not with all of us. Oh, Lord!"
"Why are you sighing?"
"Yes. Foma Ignatyich! We are going to a big city.


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