"Hi, little calf, get up!" He gave Gavrilo a kick.
Gavrilo started up, and, not recognizing him, stared at him in alarm with dull eyes. Chelkash chuckled.
"Well, you do look—" Gavrilo brought out with a broad grin at last.
"You're quite a gentleman!"
"We soon change. But, I say, you're easily scared! aye!
How many times were you ready to die last night? eh? tell me!"
"Well, but just think, it's the first time I've ever been on such a job!
Why one may lose one's soul for all one's life!"
"Well, would you go again? Eh?"
"Again? Well—that—how can I say? For what inducement?
That's the point!"
"Well, if it were for two rainbows?"
"Two hundred roubles, you mean? Well—I might."
"But I say! What about your soul?"