“If only the payment is according to our strength,” said the tall man with the bass voice, evidently foreseeing how the matter would end.
“The payment should be not too high and not too low. If it is too high it will not get paid, and there will be a loss; and if it is too low it will be bought and sold. There would be a trading in land. This is what I wished to arrange among you here.”
“That is just, that is right; yes, that would do,” said the peasants.
“He has a head, this George,” said the broad-shouldered old man with the curls. “See what he has invented.”
“Well, then, how would it be if I wished to take some land?” asked the smiling foreman.
“If there is an allotment to spare, take it and work it,” said Nekhludoff.
“What do you want it for? You have sufficient as it is,” said the old man with the laughing eyes.
With this the conference ended.
Nekhludoff repeated his offer, and advised the men to talk it over with the rest of the commune and to return with the answer.
The peasants said they would talk it over and bring an answer, and left in a state of excitement. Their loud talk was audible as they went along the road, and up to late in the night the sound of voices came along the river from the village.