"He is not here! he is not here!" cried excited voices.
That moment one sprang to the door. "Father Golody! Father Golody!"
"What's the matter?" cried the sotnik, approaching the door.
"There is no Pole."
"How, no Pole?"
"He has gone into the ground; he isn't anywhere. O God, have mercy on us! We struck fire; he is not here."
"Impossible! Oh, you will catch it from the ataman! Has he escaped, or how is it? You have been asleep."
"No, father, we have not slept. He didn't get out of the stable on our side."
"Be quiet! don't wake the ataman. If he hasn't gone out, then he must be here. Have you looked everywhere?"
"Everywhere."