"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