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poor old man.html">man.html">man, with his lame horse.html">horse, could not escape from the rascals.
my horse's head to go and aid him. Approaching the ravine I heard
soon within sight of the peasants.html">peasants. They had dismounted the old man,
was on foot. Their chief said I should be conducted to the Czar. I
illuminated. The streets were crowded and noisy. We were taken to a
a cannon near the door. One of the peasants said: "Here is the
signs of the cross, and praying. We waited a long time. At last
his presence."
The palace, as the peasant called it, was lighted by two tallow
the benches, the table, the basin hung up by a cord, the towel on a
the same as in any other cabin. Pougatcheff, wearing his scarlet
the sacred pictures common to every Russian abode. Around him stood
from Orenbourg had awakened some curiosity, and that they had prepared
assumed gravity disappeared.
"Ah! it is your lordship! how are you? What brings you here?"
I replied that I was traveling about my private business, when his
thinking that I would not speak before witnesses gave a sign to his
he; "conceal nothing from them."
I glanced at these intimates of the usurper. One was an old man frail
coarse gray.html">gray cloth cafetan; but I shall never forget his companion. He
beard, piercing gray eyes, a nose without nostrils, marks of the
pitted by small-pox a most fierce expression. He wore a red shirt,
occupied by my own feelings, yet this company deeply impressed me.
Providence, leading me a second time before this robber, gave me the
without reflecting on the step, I replied:
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