Just wait a bit!" The Wolf seized him by the shoulder....

I rushed to the rescue of the peasant.
"Don't touch us, master!" the forester shouted at me.
I did not fear his threats, and was on the point of stretching out my arm, but to my extreme amazement, with one twist, he tore the girdle from the peasant's elbow, seized him by the collar, banged his cap down over his eyes, flung open the door, and thrust him out.
"Take thyself and thy horse off to the devil!" he shouted after him; "and see here, another time I'll...." He came back into the cottage, and began to rake over the ashes.
"Well, Wolf," I said at last, "you have astonished me.

I see that you are a splendid young fellow." "Ekh, stop that, master," he interrupted me, with vexation.
"Only please don't tell about it.

Now I'd better show you your way," he added, "because you can't wait for the rain to stop." The wheels of the peasant's cart rumbled through the yard.
"You see, he has dragged himself off," he muttered; "but I'll give it to him!" Half an hour later he bade me farewell on the edge of the forest.
QUESTIONS FOR REVIEW 1.

At what critical period of Russian history was Gontcharoff's famous novel "Oblomoff" written?
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