"Why?"
"Because."
"Don't be stupid" (and he took hold of her gently by the shoulders). "Do you understand?"
"Get along with you, Jakoff!" she cried out in a severe tone, shaking herself loose from him. "Get away with you!"
"If that's all, I don't care! You're not the only woman here.... You seem to think that you're better than the others."
"You are just like a silly little dog," she replied.
And she rose and shook the dust from her skirts.
And they walked back side by side to the fishery. They walked slowly, for the sand was heavy.
Suddenly, when they were near the huts, Jakoff stopped, and seizing Malva roughly by the arm, said—
"It's on purpose then that you excite me?... Why do you do it?"