and fetch water. How can you face me? l've no reason to hang my head. lf Pyotr had caught me, what would he have done? He would have killed me too. We weren't at war with each other in order to play kissing games. War is war, you know. And my hand is steady when l see the enemy. That's why you've gone all yellow, because of that steadiness. lt must be your conscience that's eating you. Not my conscience, but a fever. - Otherwise, Mother, l would... - l'm not a mother to you! Murderer! Get out of here! Get out! l can't bear the sight of you. And your Mitka Korshunov, isn't he a murderer? And Grigory? Why do you keep quiet about him? lf anybody's a murderer, it's he! Are you going to mow in the meadow? Everybody went to the other bank. We have nothing to cross in. The boat's dried up. lt should be put in the water. Who's is going to drag it down there? Have you got any tow? There must be some. l'll see. - Hello, namesake. - Hello. What are you going to do? What l'm going to do? Have to fix your boat. Will you make a small rake for me? l will. What is it with you? Listen, namesake, bring me some covering. l'll lie down. Grandma! Grandma! Uncle Mikhail is lying in the shed, all shivering. Why don't you say something, Grandma? Take him a blanket. Let him cover himself, the antichrist. He's got a fever. - Can you carry it? - l can. Wait! Don't bother. Dunya! - Prokhor Zykov is back. - Really?! He got wounded. l'll go see if he knows anything about Grigory. Hello, companion! Never thought to see you alive. Hello, Prokhor. l see that typhus makes your kind even prettier. Come on in, sit down. Be our guest. Let's talk until my wife is back. l've sent her for some home brew. See how Polacks have worked on me? Damn the bastards! You'd better tell me... l know. Grigory asked me to give you a bow for him. Why are you howling, you fool? Women! Bad news or good, they howl! Wipe your face. He's alive and well, he's even put on weight. ln Novorossiyisk, the two of us joined Comrade Budyonny's Cavalry. Right. Grigory was put in command of a hundred. A squadron. And l was under him. And we went straight to Kiev. Will he be coming on leave?.. Don't even dream of it. He said: < ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Текс на английском - текст Язык нежности на английском - текст Маленькая Вера на английском - текст Питер Фм на английском - текст Охота в одиночку на английском |