"And you ?" "I?
Tanya will go with Sergey, you go with Vasya....

I will go alone.
That doesn't matter, I can do it, you know." When they went out in the yard, the moist, soft darkness rushed warmly and strongly against their faces, their eyes, taking their breath away, then suddenly it penetrated their bodies tenderly and refreshingly.

It was hard to believe that this wonderful effect was produced simply by the spring wind, the warm, moist wind.

And the really wonderful spring night was filled with the odor of melting snow, and through the boundless space the noise of drops resounded.

Hastily and frequently, as though trying to overtake one another, little drops were falling, striking in unison a ringing tune.