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Pavel Ostapenko lifted his dripping face from the washing-basin and looked out of the window, blinking his staring eyes. Two unknown young men with Tatiana -- no, on second thoughts, one, for the second was a Chinese. "Funny," thought Pavel. "I seem to have seen them both before. " "Varitchka," he called hoarsely to his wife in the next room, "Where have we seen these young men before?"
"What, more young men. ? " moaned Varvara. She looked between the flowers in the window at Seryozha and Wilfred. Seryozha was squatting down, launching the hens into freedom, as though they were little ships. Like little ships in full sail they sprang away from him with wings out and bowsprit necks craning. Tatiana, watching them, had a simple hen's relief written upon her face. Her fingers fluttered like rudimentary wings.