Olénin recognized Nazárka, and was silent, not knowing what to do or say.
“Fine! I’ll go and tell them at the office, and I’ll tell her father! That’s a fine cornet’s daughter! One’s not enough for her.”
“What do you want of me, what are you after?” uttered Olénin.
“Nothing; only I’ll tell them at the office.”
Nazárka spoke very loud, and evidently did so intentionally, adding: “Just see what a clever cadet!”
Olénin trembled and grew pale.
“Come here, here!” He seized the Cossack firmly by the arm and drew him towards his hut.
“Nothing happened, she did not let me in, and I too mean no harm. She is an honest girl—”
“Eh, discuss—”
“Yes, but all the same I’ll give you something now. Wait a bit!”