Then she went up to her brother, and with a joyful smile which made her whole face pucker up, touched him on the shoulder and began making rapid signs to him with her hands, her face, and whole body.
'That's right, that's right, Stepka is a trump!' answered the brother, nodding.

'She's fetched everything and mended everything, she's a trump! Here, take this for it!' He brought out two pieces of gingerbread from his pocket and gave them to her.
The dumb woman's face flushed with pleasure, and she began making a weird noise for joy.

Having seized the gingerbread she began to gesticulate still more rapidly, frequently pointing in one direction and passing her thick finger over her eyebrows and her face.

Lukashka understood her and kept nodding, while he smiled slightly.

She was telling him to give the girls dainties, and that the girls liked him, and that one girl, Maryanka--the best of them all--loved him.