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"So you say you, too, are from Russia? " I asked of the old man when we re-entered the hut, and he had placed a small old samovar on the table. The boy had gone behind the partition and was trying to amuse his sister. From time to time, a weak, childish laughter was heard from within, that sounded like the jingling of small pieces of glass thrown about.
The old man arranged a little table cloth and then replied somewhat reluctantly.