And then again that moaning cry for the dead was heard: "A gue-e-est!" "Papa!" cried Foma in a ringing voice.

"Papa!" His father jumped to his feet and rushed toward him.
"What is that?
What are they doing there ?" cried Foma.
Wildly roaring, Ignat jumped out of the cabin with huge bounds.

He soon returned, sooner than Foma, staggering and looking around him, had time to reach his father's bed.
"They frightened you?
It's nothing!" said Ignat, taking him up in his arms.

"Lie down with me." "What is it ?" asked Foma, quietly.
"It was nothing, my son.

Only a drowned man.