The Torrents Of Spring

with silk cushions, bags, and bundles, put a hamper of provisions for his
feet to rest on, and tied a trunk on to the box. Polozov paid with a liberal
hand, and supported by the deferential door-keeper, whose face was still
respectful, though he was unseen behind him, he climbed gasping into
the carriage, sat down, disarranged everything about him thoroughly,
took out and lighted a cigar, and only then extended a finger to Sanin, as
though to say, ‘Get in, you too!’ Sanin placed himself beside him. Polozov
sent orders by the door-keeper to the postillion to drive carefully – if
he wanted drinks; the carriage steps grated, the doors slammed, and the
carriage rolled off.
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