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  Zhílincreptintothehole,wideneditsothatKostílinmightalsogetthrough,andthentheybothsatwaitingtillallshouldbequietintheAoul。

  Assoonasallwasquiet,Zhílincreptunderthewall,gotout,andwhisperedtoKostílin,’Come!’Kostílincreptout,butinsodoinghecaughtastonewithhisfootandmadeanoise。Themasterhadaveryviciouswatch-dog,aspottedonecalledOulyashin。Zhílinhadbeencarefultofeedhimforsometimebefore。Oulyashinheardthenoiseandbegantobarkandjump,andtheotherdogsdidthesame。Zhílingaveaslightwhistle,andthrewhimabitofcheese。OulyashinknewZhílin,waggedhistail,andstoppedbarking。

  Butthemasterhadheardthedog,andshoutedtohimfromhishut,’Hayt,hayt,Oulyashin!’

  Zhílin,however,scratchedOulyashinbehindtheears,andthedogwasquiet,andrubbedagainsthislegs,wagginghistailTheysathiddenbehindacornerforawhile。Allbecamesilentagain,onlyasheepcoughedinsideashed,andthewaterrippledoverthestonesinthehollow。Itwasdark,thestarswerehighoverhead,andthenewmoonshowedredasitset,hornsupward,behindthehill。Inthevalleysthefogwaswhiteasmilk。

  Zhílinroseandsaidtohiscompanion,’Well,friend,comealong!’

  Theystarted;buttheyhadonlygoneafewstepswhentheyheardtheMullahcryingfromtheroof,’Allah,Beshmillah!

  Ilrahman!’ThatmeantthatthepeoplewouldbegoingtotheMosque。

  Sotheysatdownagain,hidingbehindawall,andwaitedalongtimetillthepeoplehadpassed。Atlastallwasquietagain。

  ’Nowthen!MayGodbewithus!’Theycrossedthemselves,andstartedoncemore。Theypassedthroughayardandwentdownthehillsidetotheriver,crossedtheriver,andwentalongthevalley。

  Themistwasthick,butonlyneartheground;overheadthestarsshonequitebrightly。Zhílindirectedtheircoursebythestars。Itwascoolinthemist,andeasywalking,onlytheirbootswereuncomfortable,beingwornoutandtroddendown。Zhílintookhisoff,threwthemaway,andwentbarefoot,jumpingfromstonetostone,andguidinghiscoursebythestars。Kostílinbegantolagbehind。

  ’Walkslower,’hesaid,’theseconfoundedbootshavequiteblisteredmyfeet。’

  ’Takethemoff!’saidZhílin。’Itwillbeeasierwalkingwithoutthem。’

  Kostílinwentbarefoot,butgotonstillworse。Thestonescuthisfeetandhekeptlaggingbehind。Zhílinsaid:’Ifyourfeetgetcut,they’llhealagain;butiftheTartarscatchusandkillus,itwillbeworse!’

  Kostílindidnotreply,butwenton,groaningallthetime。

  Theirwaylaythroughthevalleyforalongtime。Then,totheright,theyhearddogsbarking。Zhílinstopped,lookedabout,andbeganclimbingthehillfeelingwithhishands。

  ’Ah!’saidhe,’wehavegonewrong,andhavecometoofartotheright。

  HereisanotherAoul,oneIsawfromthehill。Wemustturnbackandgoupthathilltotheleft。Theremustbeawoodthere。’

  ButKostílinsaid:’Waitaminute!Letmegetbreath。Myfeetareallcutandbleeding。’

  ’Nevermind,friend!They’llhealagain。Youshouldspringmorelightly。

  Likethis!’

  AndZhílinranbackandturnedtotheleftupthehilltowardsthewood。

  Kostílinstilllaggedbehind,andgroaned。Zhílinonlysaid’Hush!’andwentonandon。

  TheywentupthehillandfoundawoodasZhílinhadsaid。Theyenteredthewoodandforcedtheirwaythroughthebrambles,whichtoretheirclothes。Atlasttheycametoapathandfollowedit。

  ’Stop!’Theyheardthetrampofhoofsonthepath,andwaited,listening。

  Itsoundedlikethetrampingofahorse’sfeet,butthenceased。Theymovedon,andagaintheyheardthetramping。Whentheypaused,italsostopped。Zhílincreptnearertoit,andsawsomethingstandingonthepathwhereitwasnotquitesodark。

  Itlookedlikeahorse,andyetnotquitelikeone,andonitwassomethingqueer,notlikeaman。Hehearditsnorting。’Whatcanitbe?’Zhílingavealowwhistle,andoffitdashedfromthepathintothethicket,andthewoodswerefilledwiththenoiseofcrackling,asifahurricaneweresweepingthrough,breakingthebranches。

  Kostílinwassofrightenedthathesanktotheground。ButZhílinlaughedandsaid:’It’sastag。Don’tyouhearhimbreakingthebrancheswithhisantlers?Wewereafraidofhim,andheisafraidofus。’

  Theywenton。TheGreatBearwasalreadysetting。Itwasnearmorning,andtheydidnotknowwhethertheyweregoingtherightwayornot。ZhílinthoughtitwasthewayhehadbeenbroughtbytheTartars,andthattheywerestillsomesevenmilesfromtheRussianfort;buthehadnothingcertaintogoby,andatnightoneeasilymistakestheway。Afteratimetheycametoaclearing。Kostílinsatdownandsaid:’Doasyoulike,Icangonofarther!Myfeetwon’tcarryme。’

  Zhílintriedtopersuadehim。

  ’NoIshallnevergetthere,Ican’t!’

  Zhílingrewangry,andspokeroughlytohim。

  ’Well,then,Ishallgoonalone。Good-bye!’

  Kostílinjumpedupandfollowed。Theywentanotherthreemiles。

  Themistinthewoodhadsettleddownstillmoredensely;

  theycouldnotseeayardbeforethem,andthestarshadgrowndim。

  Suddenlytheyheardthesoundofahorse’shoofsinfrontofthem。Theyhearditsshoesstrikethestones。Zhílinlaydownflat,andlistenedwithhiseartotheground。

  ’Yes,soitis!Ahorsemaniscomingtowardsus。’

  Theyranoffthepath,crouchedamongthebushesandwaited。Zhílincrepttotheroad,looked,andsawaTartaronhorsebackdrivingacowandhummingtohimself。TheTartarrodepast。ZhílinreturnedtoKostílin。

  ’Godhasledhimpastus;getupandlet’sgoon!’

  Kostílintriedtorise,butfellbackagain。

  ’Ican’t;onmywordIcan’t!Ihavenostrengthleft。’

  Hewasheavyandstout,andhadbeenperspiringfreely。Chilledbythemist,andwithhisfeetallbleeding,hehadgrownquitelimp。

  Zhílintriedtolifthim,whensuddenlyKostílinscreamedout:’Oh,howithurts!’

  Zhílin’sheartsank。

  ’Whatareyoushoutingfor?TheTartarisstillnear;he’llhaveheardyou!’Andhethoughttohimself,’Heisreallyquitedoneup。

  WhatamItodowithhim?Itwon’tdotodesertacomrade。’

  ’Well,then,getup,andclimbuponmyback。I’llcarryyouifyoureallycan’twalk。’

  HehelpedKostílinup,andputhisarmsunderhisthighs。Thenhewentoutontothepath,carryinghim。

  ’Only,fortheloveofheaven,’saidZhílin,’don’tthrottlemewithyourhands!Holdontomyshoulders。’

  Zhílinfoundhisloadheavy;hisfeet,too,werebleeding,andhewastiredout。NowandthenhestoopedtobalanceKostílinbetter,jerkinghimupsothatheshouldsithigher,andthenwentonagain。

  TheTartarmust,however,reallyhaveheardKostílinscream。

  ZhílinsuddenlyheardsomeonegallopingbehindandshoutingintheTartartongue。Hedartedinamongthebushes。TheTartarseizedhisgunandfired,butdidnothitthem,shoutedinhisownlanguage,andgallopedoffalongtheroad。

  ’Well,nowwearelost,friend!’saidZhílin。’ThatdogwillgathertheTartarstogethertohuntusdown。Unlesswecangetacoupleofmilesawayfromherewearelost!’Andhethoughttohimself,’WhythedevildidIsaddlemyselfwiththisblock?I

  shouldhavegotawaylongagohadIbeenalone。’

  ’Goonalone,’saidKostílin。’Whyshouldyouperishbecauseofme?’

  ’NoIwon’tgo。Itwon’tdotodesertacomrade。’

  AgainhetookKostílinonhisshouldersandstaggeredon。Theywentoninthatwayforanotherhalf-mileormore。Theywerestillintheforest,andcouldnotseetheendofit。Butthemistwasalreadydispersing,andcloudsseemedtobegathering,thestarswerenolongertobeseen。Zhílinwasquitedoneup。Theycametoaspringwalledinwithstonesbythesideofthepath。

  ZhílinstoppedandsetKostílindown。

  ’Letmehavearestandadrink,’saidhe,’andletuseatsomeofthecheese。Itcan’tbemuchfarthernow。’

  Buthardlyhadhelaindowntogetadrink,whenheheardthesoundofhorses’feetbehindhim。Againtheydartedtotherightamongthebushes,andlaydownunderasteepslope。

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