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  Ivánsighed,andthought,’Whathesaysistrue,’andhisheartgrewlighter。Onlyhedidnotknowhow,now,tobegintoputmattersright。

  Butagaintheoldmanbegan,asifhehadguessedwhatwasinIvan’smind。

  ’Go,Iván,don’tputitoff!Putoutthefirebeforeitspreads,oritwillbetoolate。’

  Theoldmanwasgoingtosaymore,butbeforehecoulddosothewomencamein,chatteringlikemagpies。ThenewsthatGabrielwassentencedtobeflogged,andofhisthreattosetfiretothehouse,hadalreadyreachedthem。Theyhadheardallaboutitandaddedtoitsomethingoftheirown,andhadagainhadarow,inthepasture,withthewomenofGabriel’shousehold。TheybegantellinghowGabriel’sdaughter-in-lawthreatenedafreshaction:Gabrielhadgottherightsideoftheexaminingmagistrate,whowouldnowturnthewholeaffairupsidedown;

  andtheschoolmasterwaswritingoutanotherpetition,totheTsarhimselfthistime,aboutIván;andeverythingwasinthepetition——allaboutthecoupling-pinandthekitchen-garden——sothathalfofIvan’shomesteadwouldbetheirssoon。Ivánheardwhattheyweresaying,andhisheartgrewcoldagain,andhegaveupthethoughtofmakingpeacewithGabriel。

  Inafarmsteadthereisalwaysplentyforthemastertodo。Ivándidnotstoptotalktothewomen,butwentouttothethreshing-floorandtothebarn。Bythetimehehadtidiedupthere,thesunhadsetandtheyoungfellowshadreturnedfromthefield。Theyhadbeenploughingthefieldforthewintercropswithtwohorses。Ivánmetthem,questionedthemabouttheirwork,helpedtoputeverythinginitsplace,setatornhorse-collarasidetobemended,andwasgoingtoputawaysomestakesunderthebarn,butithadgrownquitedusk,sohedecidedtoleavethemwheretheyweretillnextday。Thenhegavethecattletheirfood,openedthegate,letoutthehorses。Taráswastotaketopastureforthenight,andagainclosedthegateandbarredit。

  ’Now,’thoughthe,’I’llhavemysupper,andthentobed。’Hetookthehorse-collarandenteredthehut。BythistimehehadforgottenaboutGabrielandaboutwhathisoldfatherhadbeensayingtohim。But,justashetookholdofthedoor-handletoenterthepassage,heheardhisneighbourontheothersideofthefencecursingsomebodyinahoarsevoice:’Whatthedevilishegoodfor?’Gabrielwassaying。’He’sonlyfittobekilled!’AtthesewordsallIvan’sformerbitternesstowardshisneighbourre-awoke。HestoodlisteningwhileGabrielscolded,and,whenhestopped,Ivánwentintothehut。

  Therewasalightinside;hisdaughter-in-lawsatspinning,hiswifewasgettingsupperready,hiseldestsonwasmakingstrapsforbarkshoes,hissecondsatnearthetablewithabook,andTaráswasgettingreadytogoouttopasturethehorsesforthenight。Everythinginthehutwouldhavebeenpleasantandbright,butforthatplague——abadneighbour!

  Ivánentered,sullenandcross;threwthecatdownfromthebench,andscoldedthewomenforputtingtheslop-pailinthewrongplace。Hefeltdespondent,andsatdown,frowning,tomendthehorse-collar。Gabriel’swordskeptringinginhisears:histhreatatthelawcourt,andwhathehadjustbeenshoutinginahoarsevoiceaboutsomeonewhowas’onlyfittobekilled。’

  HiswifegaveTaráshissupper,and,havingeatenit,Tarásputonanoldsheepskinandanothercoat,tiedasashroundhiswaist,tooksomebreadwithhim,andwentouttothehorses。Hiseldestbrotherwasgoingtoseehimoff,butIvánhimselfroseinstead,andwentoutintotheporch。Ithadgrownquitedarkoutside,cloudshadgathered,andthewindhadrisen。Ivánwentdownthesteps,helpedhisboytomount,startedthefoalafterhim,andstoodlisteningwhileTarásrodedownthevillageandwastherejoinedbyotherladswiththeirhorses。Ivánwaiteduntiltheywerealloutofhearing。AshestoodtherebythegatehecouldnotgetGabriel’swordsoutofhishead:’Mindthatsomethingofyoursdoesnotburnworse!’

  ’Heisdesperate,’thoughtIván。’Everythingisdry,andit’swindyweatherbesides。He’llcomeupatthebacksomewhere,setfiretosomething,andbeoff。He’llburntheplaceandescapescotfree,thevillain!……Therenow,ifonecouldbutcatchhimintheact,he’dnotgetoffthen!’Andthethoughtfixeditselfsofirmlyinhismindthathedidnotgoupthestepsbutwentoutintothestreetandroundthecorner。I’lljustwalkroundthebuildings;

  whocantellwhathe’safter?’AndIván,steppingsoftly,passedoutofthegate。Assoonashereachedthecorner,helookedroundalongthefence,andseemedtoseesomethingsuddenlymoveattheoppositecorner,asifsomeonehadcomeoutanddisappearedagain。Ivánstopped,andstoodquietly,listeningandlooking。Everythingwasstill;onlytheleavesofthewillowsflutteredinthewind,andthestrawsofthethatchrustled。Atfirstitseemedpitchdark,but,whenhiseyeshadgrownusedtothedarkness,hecouldseethefarcorner,andaploughthatlaythere,andtheeaves。Helookedawhile,butsawnoone。

  ’Isupposeitwasamistake,’thoughtIván;’butstillIwillgoround,’andIvánwentstealthilyalongbytheshed。Ivánsteppedsosoftlyinhisbarkshoesthathedidnothearhisownfootsteps。Ashereachedthefarcorner,somethingseemedtoflareupforamomentneartheploughandtovanishagain。Ivánfeltasifstrucktotheheart;andhestopped。Hardlyhadhestopped,whensomethingflaredupmorebrightlyinthesameplace,andheclearlysawamanwithacaponhishead,crouchingdown,withhisbacktowardshim,lightingabunchofstrawheheldinhishand。Iván’sheartflutteredwithinhimlikeabird。Strainingeverynerve,heapproachedwithgreatstrides,hardlyfeelinghislegsunderhim。’Ah,’thoughtIván,’nowhewon’tescape!I’llcatchhimintheact!’

  Ivánwasstillsomedistanceoff,whensuddenlyhesawabrightlight,butnotinthesameplaceasbefore,andnotasmallflame。

  Thethatchhadflaredupattheeaves,theflameswerereachinguptotheroof,and,standingbeneathit,Gabriel’swholefigurewasclearlyvisible。

  Likeahawkswoopingdownonalark,IvánrushedatLimpingGabriel。

  ’NowI’llhavehim;heshan’tescapeme!’thoughtIván。

  ButGabrielmusthaveheardhissteps,andhoweverhemanagedit

  glancinground,hescuttledawaypastthebarnlikeahare。

  ’Youshan’tescape!’shoutedIván,dartingafterhim。

  JustashewasgoingtoseizeGabriel,thelatterdodgedhim;butIvánmanagedtocatchtheskirtofGabriel’scoat。Ittorerightoff,andIvánfelldown。Herecoveredhisfeet,andshouting,’Help!Seizehim!Thieves!Murder!’ranonagain。ButmeanwhileGabrielhadreachedhisowngate。ThereIvánovertookhimandwasabouttoseizehim,whensomethingstruckIvánastunningblow,asthoughastonehadhithistemple,quitedeafeninghim。ItwasGabrielwho,seizinganoakwedgethatlaynearthegate,hadstruckoutwithallhismight。

  Ivánwasstunned;sparksflewbeforehiseyes,thenallgrewdarkandhestaggered。WhenhecametohissensesGabrielwasnolongerthere:itwasaslightasday,andfromthesidewherehishomesteadwassomethingroaredandcrackledlikeanengineatwork。Ivánturnedroundandsawthathisbackshedwasallablaze,andthesideshedhadalsocaughtfire,andflamesandsmokeandbitsofburningstrawmixedwiththesmoke,werebeingdriventowardshishut。

  ’Whatisthis,friends?……’criedIván,liftinghisarmsandstrikinghisthighs。’Why,allIhadtodowasjusttosnatchitoutfromundertheeavesandtrampleonit!Whatisthis,friends?……’hekeptrepeating。Hewishedtoshout,buthisbreathfailedhim;

  hisvoicewasgone。Hewantedtorun,buthislegswouldnotobeyhim,andgotineachother’sway。Hemovedslowly,butagainstaggeredandagainhisbreathfailed。Hestoodstilltillhehadregainedbreath,andthenwenton。Beforehehadgotroundthebackshedtoreachthefire,thesideshedwasalsoallablaze;

  andthecornerofthehutandthecoveredgatewayhadcaughtfireaswell。Theflameswereleapingoutofthehut,anditwasimpossibletogetintotheyard。Alargecrowdhadcollected,butnothingcouldbedone。Theneighbourswerecarryingtheirbelongingsoutoftheirownhouses,anddrivingthecattleoutoftheirownsheds。AfterIvan’shouse,Gabriel’salsocaughtfire,then,thewindrising,theflamesspreadtotheothersideofthestreetandhalfthevillagewasburntdown。

  AtIvan’shousetheybarelymanagedtosavehisoldfather;andthefamilyescapedinwhattheyhadon;everythingelse,exceptthehorsesthathadbeendrivenouttopastureforthenight,waslost;

  allthecattle,thefowlsontheirperches,thecarts,ploughs,andharrows,thewomen’strunkswiththeirclothes,andthegraininthegranaries——allwereburntup!

  AtGabriel’s,thecattleweredrivenout,andafewthingssavedfromhishouse。

  Thefirelastedallnight。Ivánstoodinfrontofhishomesteadandkeptrepeating,’Whatisthis?……Friends!……Oneneedonlyhavepulleditoutandtrampledonit!’Butwhentherooffellin,Ivánrushedintotheburningplace,andseizingacharredbeam,triedtodragitout。Thewomensawhim,andcalledhimback;buthepulledoutthebeam,andwasgoinginagainforanotherwhenhelosthisfootingandfellamongtheflames。Thenhissonmadehiswayinafterhimanddraggedhimout。Ivánhadsingedhishairandbeardandburnthisclothesandscorchedhishands,buthefeltnothing。’Hisgriefhasstupefiedhim,’saidthepeople。Thefirewasburningitselfout,butIvánstillstoodrepeating:’Friends!……Whatisthis?……Oneneedonlyhavepulleditout!’

  InthemorningthevillageElder’ssoncametofetchIván。

  ’DaddyIván,yourfatherisdying!Hehassentforyoutosaygood-bye。’

  Ivánhadforgottenabouthisfather,anddidnotunderstandwhatwasbeingsaidtohim。

  ’Whatfather?’hesaid。’Whomhashesentfor?’

  ’Hesentforyou,tosaygood-bye;heisdyinginourcottage!Comealong,daddyIván,’saidtheElder’sson,pullinghimbythearm;andIvánfollowedthelad。

  Whenhewasbeingcarriedoutofthehut,someburningstrawhadfallenontotheoldmanandburnthim,andhehadbeentakentothevillageElder’sinthefartherpartofthevillage,whichthefiredidnotreach。

  WhenIváncametohisfather,therewasonlytheElder’swifeinthehut,besidessomelittlechildrenonthetopoftheoven。Alltherestwerestillatthefire。Theoldman,whowaslyingonabenchholdingawaxcandle[10]inhishand,keptturninghiseyestowardsthedoor。Whenhissonentered,hemovedalittle。Theoldwomanwentuptohimandtoldhimthathissonhadcome。

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