'Yes, indeed!'
'You may chatter away, but if Miore hears you, he will give it you!'
'What can he do to us? I am not afraid of him.'
'Look,—look!—Laubzal!—Zleci!'
'Actually!—What a wild reindeer!—They needn't have put a little boy on it!'
'He's a plucky lad! Look!—The old man will be delighted with him!'
'And Chun-Me!'
'Ah! Chun-Me! Chun-Me!' several sighed, their glances seeking the girl with the steel-coloured fringe on her head.
'They say that the Kniaź wants to win her for his son.'
'Eh, the old man won't give him his favourite daughter,—not he!'