The Teacher of Literature I There was the thud of horses’ hoofs on the wooden floor; they brought out of the stable the black horse, Count Nulin; then the white, Giant; then his sister Maika. They were all magnificent, expensive horses. Old Shelestov saddled Giant and said, addressing his daughter Masha: “Well, Marie Godefroi, come, get on! Hopla!” Masha Shelestov was the youngest of the family; she was eighteen, but her family could not get used to thinking that she was not a li…
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