The compositors unanimously took up his broken exclamation, and a powerful, thundering shout rolled through the air, causing the leaves on the trees to tremble.
"Let's start a song now," proposed the stout fellow again.
"Come on!" chimed in two or three voices.

A noisy dispute ensued as to what to sing.

Yozhov listened to the noise, and, turning his head from one side to another, scrutinized them all.
"Brethren," Yozhov suddenly cried again, "answer me.

Say a few words in reply to my address of welcome." Again--though not at once--all became silent, some looking at him with curiosity, others concealing a grin, still others with an expression of dissatisfaction plainly written on their faces.

And he again rose from the ground and said, hotly: "Two of us here are cast away by life--I and that other one.