When the ram descent under the white water to the left side turned, Palagia mallow, thanked her and went to the house. Shoes dew wet, toes felt chilly, but she did not pay attention to it, it was nice to know, that sin, she still fought.
Suddenly all of it froze: guy sitting on the porch of her hut and, envied ff, It became quickly and nimbly climb the mountain. Until she came to her senses, I was already beside her and grabbed her by the arm.
- You shtosh efto, - he said,, osklabivaya teeth, - first teasing, and then horonissi?.. Tiper not let go too Chiba, shout, do not shout - my.
Pelageya was wide-eyed; then, that it weighed, again it was to rise from the heart; and suddenly spread through all the veins. She understood, I am looking for a guy, that ran not away from it, hiding in the rye is not his. Pushing his hands, She sank to the ground. The guy fell on her knees; She bit her lip tight, and on her chin slid scarlet trickle of blood.
- Yes you shtosh, sort-battle stars, long budish Nyda izdyavattsa me something?! - I shouted a guy and, razmahnuv hand, He slapped her face. And the pain drove out in her, what she feared. Sprinkle it strikes prepend chest, head; Whiskey it twisted, she moaned softly.
Her swollen bruised face frightened guy, and, poking her foot in the stomach, he raised his cap to come off, He wiped his forehead with a barrage kativshiysya sweat and went on the road in a field.
The sun rose high above the water, sand, where she lay, I make hot, head was aching from the heat even more, his lips were sintered.
Raising himself somehow on elbows, she began to crawl to the water; hands scratched stones, sundress eager. At the water, poking face, she bathed in the blood caked skin, I drank a bit and went home. On the porch littered with cigarette butts, matches and forgotten pouch. Climbing to the top step, she sat down and sighed helplessly.
3
The water turned blue from the cold, vetlo, standing at the hut Korney, He bent down and brushed his yellow leaves in her. The sky was covered in clouds, the river is not so quiet running, summer, and foamed and roared; Pelageya every day waiting for her husband, and, finally, he is back.
That day on the water was the fog. When the roots chalil the shore his boat, Pelageya did not see him from the window; she learned only, that he came, when the dog barked and whined joyfully. Heart stopped beating, legs buckled, and, gasping for breath, Pelageya ran out to meet him.
But she looked at him, and her hands down. Roots was like a skeleton, of overgrown face stuck alone snook, cheeks failed, chest left shoulders.
- INTO with you?! - I almost cried it and, arms crossed by some terrible premonition, I stood still.
- Nothing, - painfully smiled Roots, - fell ill little, That haggard!
His words had a hidden sadness.
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