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 Here Vena also took a chair, seated himself upon it, and invited Loyka to sit down on the one which he held in his hand, and said “Let us seat ourselves at your house, pantata.”

His master needed no second invitation, he seated himself on the chair which he held in his hands, and was once more silent.

“You see, pantata, you would not even have known that you could sit down in your own house if I had not told you so. When you do not know where to dwell come to me and I will tell you,” said Vena. After a pause, he added, as though well pleased with the thought to which he gave utterance, “Indeed I am glad that we can sit at your house.” “But do you know what? you would not the least dare to go with me into the inner apartments.”

“What is that you say?” and Loyka rose from his chair.

“That you dare not go with me into the inner room.”

“We’ll see about that,” answered Loyka with great vehemence. And he had already taken Vena by the hand and said “Come, Vena, with me into the farm house, thou art my guest there.”

And they entered the farm house.

“Look, mama, I am bringing you a visitor,” said Loyka to his wife, without noticing Barushka, who was present. “He is helping us to ballast the furniture which the sweet Barushka finds so much