And as they struck the side of our ninth, we were smashed to pieces.
And the two barges were also smashed.

But we fared much worse." Mayakin rose from the chair and burst into jarring, angry laughter.
And Yefim sighed, and, outstretching his hands, said: "He has a very violent character.

When he is sober he is silent most of the time, and walks around thoughtfully, but when he wets his springs with wine--then he breaks loose.

Then he is not master of himself and of his business--but their wild enemy--you must excuse me! And I want to leave, Yakov Tarasovich! I am not used to being without a master, I cannot live without a master!" "Keep quiet!" said Mayakin, sternly.

"Where's Foma ?" "There; at the same place.