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Twenty-Six Men And A Girl |
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He raised his white hairy hands, and slapped them down on his knees. And his eyes seem to reflect such frank astonishment, as if he were himself quite surprised at his good luck with women. His fat, red face glistened with delight and self satisfaction, and he licked his lips more than ever. Our baker scraped the shovel violently and angrily along the oven floor, and all at once he said sarcastically: "There's no great strength needed to pull up fir saplings, but try a real pine-tree." "Why-what do you mean by saying that to me?" asked the soldier. "Oh, well. . . ." "What is it?" "Nothing-it slipped out!" "No, wait a minute! What's the point? What pinetree?" Our baker did not answer, working rapidly away with the shovel at the oven; flinging into it the half-cooked kringels, taking out those that were done, and noisily throwing them on the floor to the boys who were stringing them on bast. He seemed to have forgotten the soldier and his conversation with him. But the soldier had all at once dropped into a sort of uneasiness. He got up on to his feet, and went to the oven, at the risk of knocking against the handle of the shovel, which was waving spasmodically in the air. "No, tell me, do--who is it? You've insulted me. I? There's not one could withstand me, n-no! And you say such insulting things to me?" |
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