"Never mind, girl. People manage to live in Siberia. As for you,

you'll not be lost there either," Korableva said, trying to

"I know I'll not be lost; still it is hard. It's not such a fate

I want--I, who am used to a comfortable life."

"Ah, one can't go against God," said Korableva, with a sigh.

"I know, granny. Still, it's hard."

"Do you hear that baggage?" whispered Korableva, drawing

Maslova's attention to a strange sound proceeding from the other