nted to hear how he would say it.
'And how can she help knowing,' he thought, 'since I only want to tell
her all that she herself is? But she does not wish to under-stand, does
not wish to reply.'

'Hallo!' suddenly came Ustenka's high voice from behind the vine at no
great distance, followed by her shrill laugh. 'Come and help me, Dmitri
Andreich. I am all alone,' she cried, thrusting her round, naive little
face through the vines.

Olenin did not answer nor move from his place.

Maryanka went on cutting and continually looked up at Olenin. He was
about to say something, but stopped, shrugged his shoulders and, having
jerked up his gun, walked out of the vineyard with rapid strides.

Chapter XXXII

He stopped once or twice, listening to the ringing laughter of Maryanka
and Ustenka who, having come together, were shouting something. Olenin
spent the whole evening hunting in the forest and returned home at dusk
without having killed anything. When crossing the road he noticed her
open the door of the outhouse, and her blue smock showed through it. He
called to Vanyusha very loud so as to let her know that he was back,
and then sat down in the porch in his usual place. His hosts now
returned from the vineyard; they came out of the outhouse and into
their hut, but did not ask of the latch and knocked. The floor hardly
creaked under the bare cautious footsteps which approached the door.
The latch clicked, the door creaked, and he noticed a faint smell of
marjoram and pumpkin, and Maryanka's whole figure appeared in the
doorway. He saw her only for an instant in the moonlight. She slammed
the door and, muttering something, ran lightly back again. Olenin began
rapping softly but nothing responded. He ran to the window and
listened. Suddenly he was startled by a shrill, squeaky man's voice.

'Fine!' exclaimed a rather small young Cossack in a white cap, coming
across the yard close to Olenin. 'I saw ... fine!'

Olenin recognized Nazarka, and was silent, not knowing what to do or
say.

'Fine! I'll go and tell them at the office, and I'll tell her father!
That's a fine cornet's daughter! One's not enough for her.'

'What do you want of me, what are you after?' uttered Olenin.

'Nothing; only I'll tell them at the office.'

Nazarka spoke very loud, and evidently did so intentionally, adding:
'Just see what a clever cadet!'

Olenin trembled and grew pale.

'Come here, here!' He seized the Cossack firmly by