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 the arm and drew him towards his hut.
'Nothing happened, she did not let me in, and I too mean no harm.

She is an honest girl--' 'Eh, discuss--' 'Yes, but all the same I'll give you something now.

Wait a bit!' Nazarka said nothing.