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  ’Yes,’repliedhe,’thatcanbedonequiteeasily。Wehaveascribe,andwewillgototownwithyouandhavethedeedproperlysealed。’

  ’Andwhatwillbetheprice?’askedPahóm。

  ’Ourpriceisalwaysthesame:onethousandroublesaday。’

  Pahómdidnotunderstand。

  ’Aday?Whatmeasureisthat?Howmanyacreswouldthatbe?’

  ’Wedonotknowhowtoreckonitout,’saidtheChief。’Wesellitbytheday。Asmuchasyoucangoroundonyourfeetinadayisyours,andthepriceisonethousandroublesaday。’

  Pahómwassurprised。

  ’Butinadayyoucangetroundalargetractofland,’hesaid。

  TheChieflaughed。

  ’Itwillallbeyours!’saidhe。’Butthereisonecondition:Ifyoudon’treturnonthesamedaytothespotwhenceyoustarted,yourmoneyislost。’

  ’ButhowamItomarkthewaythatIhavegone?’

  ’Why,weshallgotoanyspotyoulike,andstaythere。Youmuststartfromthatspotandmakeyourround,takingaspadewithyou。Whereveryouthinknecessary,makeamark。Ateveryturning,digaholeandpileuptheturf;thenafterwardswewillgoroundwithaploughfromholetohole。Youmaymakeaslargeacircuitasyouplease,butbeforethesunsetsyoumustreturntotheplaceyoustartedfrom。Allthelandyoucoverwillbeyours。’

  Pahómwasdelighted。Itwasdecidedtostartearlynextmorning。

  Theytalkedawhile,andafterdrinkingsomemorekumissandeatingsomemoremutton,theyhadteaagain,andthenthenightcameon。TheygavePahómafeather-bedtosleepon,andtheBashkírsdispersedforthenight,promisingtoassemblethenextmorningatdaybreakandrideoutbeforesunrisetotheappointedspot。

  Pahómlayonthefeather-bed,butcouldnotsleep。Hekeptthinkingabouttheland。

  ’WhatalargetractIwillmarkoff!’thoughthe。’Icaneasilydothirty-fivemilesinaday。Thedaysarelongnow,andwithinacircuitofthirty-fivemileswhatalotoflandtherewillbe!Iwillsellthepoorerland,orletittopeasants,butI’llpickoutthebestandfarmit。Iwillbuytwoox-teams,andhiretwomorelabourers。

  Aboutahundredandfiftyacresshallbeplough-land,andIwillpasturecattleontherest。’

  Pahómlayawakeallnight,anddozedoffonlyjustbeforedawn。

  Hardlywerehiseyesclosedwhenhehadadream。Hethoughthewaslyinginthatsametent,andheardsomebodychucklingoutside。

  Hewonderedwhoitcouldbe,androseandwentoutandhesawtheBashkírChiefsittinginfrontofthetentholdinghissidesandrollingaboutwithlaughter。GoingnearertotheChief,Pahómasked:’Whatareyoulaughingat?’ButhesawthatitwasnolongertheChief,butthedealerwhohadrecentlystoppedathishouseandhadtoldhimabouttheland。JustasPahómwasgoingtoask,’Haveyoubeenherelong?’hesawthatitwasnotthedealer,butthepeasantwhohadcomeupfromtheVolga,longago,toPahóm’soldhome。Thenhesawthatitwasnotthepeasanteither,buttheDevilhimselfwithhoofsandhornssittingthereandchuckling,andbeforehimlayamanbarefoot,prostrateontheground,withonlytrousersandashirton。AndPahómdreamtthathelookedmoreattentivelytoseewhatsortofamanitwasthatwaslyingthere,andhesawthatthemanwasdeadandthatitwashimself!

  Heawokehorror-struck。

  ’Whatthingsonedoesdream,’thoughthe。

  Lookingroundhesawthroughtheopendoorthatthedawnwasbreaking。

  ’It’stimetowakethemup,’thoughthe。’Weoughttobestarting。’

  Hegotup,rousedhismanwhowassleepinginhiscart,badehimharness;

  andwenttocalltheBashkírs。

  ’It’stimetogotothesteppetomeasuretheland,’hesaid。

  TheBashkírsroseandassembled,andtheChiefcametoo。Thentheybegandrinkingkumissagain,andofferedPahómsometea,buthewouldnotwait。

  ’Ifwearetogo,letusgo。Itishightime,’saidhe。

  TheBashkírsgotreadyandtheyallstarted:somemountedonhorses,andsomeincarts。Pahómdroveinhisownsmallcartwithhisservant,andtookaspadewithhim。Whentheyreachedthesteppe,themorningredwasbeginningtokindle。TheyascendedahillockcalledbytheBashkírsashikhananddismountingfromtheircartsandtheirhorses,gatheredinonespot。TheChiefcameuptoPahómandstretchingouthisarmtowardstheplain:

  ’See,’saidhe,’allthis,asfarasyoureyecanreach,isours。Youmayhaveanypartofityoulike。’

  Pahóm’seyesglistened:itwasallvirginsoil,asflatasthepalmofyourhand,asblackastheseedofapoppy,andinthehollowsdifferentkindsofgrassesgrewbreasthigh。

  TheChieftookoffhisfox-furcap,placeditonthegroundandsaid:

  ’Thiswillbethemark。Startfromhere,andreturnhereagain。Allthelandyougoroundshallbeyours。’

  Pahómtookouthismoneyandputitonthecap。Thenhetookoffhisoutercoat,remaininginhissleevelessunder-coat。Heunfastenedhisgirdleandtiedittightbelowhisstomach,putalittlebagofbreadintothebreastofhiscoat,andtyingaflaskofwatertohisgirdle,hedrewupthetopsofhisboots,tookthespadefromhisman,andstoodreadytostart。Heconsideredforsomemomentswhichwayhehadbettergo——itwastemptingeverywhere。

  ’Nomatter,’heconcluded,’Iwillgotowardstherisingsun。’

  Heturnedhisfacetotheeast,stretchedhimselfandwaitedforthesuntoappearabovetherim。

  ’Imustlosenotime,’hethought,’anditiseasierwalkingwhileitisstillcool。’

  Thesun’srayshadhardlyflashedabovethehorizon,beforePahóm,carryingthespadeoverhisshoulderwentdownintothesteppe。

  Pahómstartedwalkingneitherslowlynorquickly。Afterhavinggoneathousandyardshestopped,dugahole,andplacedpiecesofturfoneonanothertomakeitmorevisible。Thenhewenton;andnowthathehadwalkedoffhisstiffnesshequickenedhispace。Afterawhileheduganotherhole。

  Pahómlookedback。Thehillockcouldbedistinctlyseeninthesunlight,withthepeopleonit,andtheglitteringtyresofthecart-wheels。AtaroughguessPahómconcludedthathehadwalkedthreemiles。Itwasgrowingwarmer;hetookoffhisunder-coat,flungitacrosshisshoulder,andwentonagain。Ithadgrownquitewarmnow;helookedatthesun,itwastimetothinkofbreakfast。

  ’Thefirstshiftisdone,buttherearefourinaday,anditistoosoonyettoturn。ButIwilljusttakeoffmyboots,’saidhetohimself。

  Hesatdown,tookoffhisboots,stuckthemintohisgirdle,andwenton。Itwaseasywalkingnow。

  ’Iwillgoonforanotherthreemiles,’thoughthe,’andthenturntotheleft。Thisspotissofine,thatitwouldbeapitytoloseit。Thefurtheronegoes,thebetterthelandseems。’

  Hewentstraightonforawhile,andwhenhelookedround,thehillockwasscarcelyvisibleandthepeopleonitlookedlikeblackants,andhecouldjustseesomethingglisteningthereinthesun。

  ’Ah,’thoughtPahóm,’Ihavegonefarenoughinthisdirection,itistimetoturn。BesidesIaminaregularsweat,andverythirsty。’

  Hestopped,dugalargehole,andheapeduppiecesofturf。Nextheuntiedhisflask,hadadrink,andthenturnedsharplytotheleft。Hewentonandon;thegrasswashigh,anditwasveryhot。

  Pahómbegantogrowtired:helookedatthesunandsawthatitwasnoon。

  ’Well,’hethought,’Imusthavearest。’

  Hesatdown,andatesomebreadanddranksomewater;buthedidnotliedown,thinkingthatifhedidhemightfallasleep。Aftersittingalittlewhile,hewentonagain。Atfirsthewalkedeasily:

  thefoodhadstrengthenedhim;butithadbecometerriblyhot,andhefeltsleepy;stillhewenton,thinking:’Anhourtosuffer,alife-timetolive。’

  Hewentalongwayinthisdirectionalso,andwasabouttoturntotheleftagain,whenheperceivedadamphollow:’Itwouldbeapitytoleavethatout,’hethought。’Flaxwoulddowellthere。’Sohewentonpastthehollow,anddugaholeontheothersideofitbeforeheturnedthecorner。Pahómlookedtowardsthehillock。

  Theheatmadetheairhazy:itseemedtobequivering,andthroughthehazethepeopleonthehillockcouldscarcelybeseen。

  ’Ah!’thoughtPahóm,’Ihavemadethesidestoolong;Imustmakethisoneshorter。’Andhewentalongthethirdsidesteppingfaster。Helookedatthesun:itwasnearlyhalfwaytothehorizon,andhehadnotyetdonetwomilesofthethirdsideofthesquare。Hewasstilltenmilesfromthegoal。

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