The Witch -- Peasant Wives -- The Post -- The New Villa -- Dreams -- The Pipe -- Agafya -- At Christmas Time -- Gusev -- The Student -- In The Ravine -- The Huntsman -- Happiness -- A Malefactor -- Peasants
ment the wind rapped on the window and with it floated a shrill jingling note. Savely turned pale, cleared his throat, and flopped about the floor with his bare feet again.
"The postman is lost in the storm," he wheezed out glancing malignantly at his wife. "Do you hear? The postman has lost his way! . . I . . . I know! Do you suppose I . . don't understand? " he muttered. "I know all about it, curse you!"
"What do you know?" Raissa asked quietly, keeping her eyes fixed on the window.
"I know that it's all your doing, you she-devil! Your doing, damn you! This snowstorm and the post going wrong, you've done it all -- you!"
"You're mad, you silly," his wife answered calmly.
"I've been watching you for a long time past and I've seen it. From the first day I married you I noticed that you'd bitch's blood in you!"
"Tfoo!" said Raissa, surprised, shrugging her shoulders and crossing herself. "Cross yourself, you fool!"
"A witch is a witch," Savely pronounced in a hollow, tearful voice, hurriedl