Do not trust yourself to your horse upon the highway.

Do not trust yourself to your wife at home." At that moment the conductor passed, asking for the tickets for the next station.

The old man gave up his.
"Yes, the feminine sex must be dominated in season, else all will perish." "And you yourselves, at Kounavino, did you not lead a gay life with the pretty girls ?" asked the lawyer with a smile.
"Oh, that's another matter," said the merchant, severely.

"Good-by," he added, rising.

He wrapped himself in his cloak, lifted his cap, and, taking his bag, left the car.
CHAPTER II.
Scarcely had the old man gone when a general conversation began.
"There's a little Old Testament father for you," said the clerk.
"He is a Domostroy,"* said the lady.