'Why, that's what one steals for, so as not to be stingy! As for you, I suppose you haven't so much as seen how one drives off a herd of horses?
Why don't you speak ?' 'What's one to say.

Daddy ?' replied Lukashka.

'It seems we are not the same sort of men as you were.' 'You're a fool.

Mark, a fool! "Not the same sort of men!"' retorted the old man, mimicking the Cossack lad.

'I was not that sort of Cossack at your age.' 'How's that ?' asked Lukashka.
The old man shook his head contemptuously.
'Daddy Eroshka was simple; he did not grudge anything! That's why I was kunak with all Chechnya.