And some of them seemed to have fallen near the table, while others seemed to have fallen into the garden.

Suddenly several students and ladies appeared in the path.

The ladies were ordinary, but the students had holes cut at the left side of their white coats--for their swords.
But they did not bring their swords along, no doubt because of their pride--they were all very proud.

And the ladies rushed over to Yura and began to kiss him.

Then the most beautiful of the ladies, whose name was Ninochka, took Yura to the swing and swung him until she threw him down.
He hurt his left leg near the knee very painfully and even stained his little white pants in that spot, but of course he did not cry, and somehow his pain had quickly disappeared somewhere.