31/43 Yet, just as he touched the door-knob, he heard sounds of quarrelling proceeding from his neighbor's house. "He deserves to be killed!" Ivan stopped and listened for a moment, when he shook his head threateningly and entered the room. When he came in, the apartment was already lighted. His daughter-in-law was working with her loom, while the old woman was preparing the supper. The eldest son was twining strings for his lapti (peasant's shoes made of strips of bark from the linden-tree). |