Of course! Only that land is not ours, it belongs to Persia.

Did you see the Persians selling pistachio-nuts and apricots in the market ?" "Yes, I saw them," replied Foma, and became pensive.
One day he asked his father: "Is there much more land left ?" "The earth is very big, my dear! If you should go on foot, you couldn't go around it even in ten years." Ignat talked for a long time with his son about the size of the earth, and said at length: "And yet no one knows for certain how big it really is, nor where it ends." "And is everything alike on earth ?" "What do you mean ?" "The cities and all ?" "Well, of course, the cities are like cities.

There are houses, streets--and everything that is necessary." After many similar conversations the boy no longer stared so often into the distance with the interrogative look of his black eyes.
The crew of the steamer loved him, and he, too, loved those fine, sun-burnt and weather-beaten fellows, who laughingly played with him.
They made fishing tackles for him, and little boats out of bark, played with him and rowed him about the anchoring place, when Ignat went to town on business.

The boy often heard the men talking about his father, but he paid no attention to what they said, and never told his father what he heard about him.

But one day, in Astrakhan, while the steamer was taking in a cargo of fuel, Foma heard the voice of Petrovich, the machinist: "He ordered such a lot of wood to be taken in.