Eyes, quick and glimmering like those of a wild beast, fixed themselves alternately on each of us.

In a moment he took off his cap, made the sign of the cross on his breast and asked of us: "Who is the master here ?" I answered him.
"May I stop the night ?" "Yes," I replied, "places enough for all.

Take a cup of tea.

It is still hot." The stranger, running his eyes constantly over all of us and over everything about the room, began to take off his skin coat after putting his rifle in the corner.

He was dressed in an old leather blouse with trousers of the same material tucked in high felt boots.