'Be kind to us and we, too will be kind to you,' he added.
'How much ?' asked the old woman abruptly.

'A quart.' 'Go, my own, draw some for them,' said Granny Ulitka to her daughter.
'Take it from the cask that's begun, my precious.' The girl took the keys and a decanter and went out of the hut with Vanyusha.
'Tell me, who is that young woman ?' asked Olenin, pointing to Maryanka, who was passing the window.

The old man winked and nudged the young man with his elbow.
'Wait a bit,' said he and reached out of the window.

'Khm,' he coughed, and bellowed, 'Maryanka dear.

Hallo, Maryanka, my girlie, won't you love me, darling?
I'm a wag,' he added in a whisper to Olenin.