How disgusting that your Anton Txékhov!
I have read yesterday "Els Nois" ("Boys"), then in the original Russian, and then again skimmed in Catalan. The feeling is that with cake shovel scraped off the cream. Anton Pavlovich is so appetizing, I want to try again and again to savor.
"... all of it from head to toe, he published a delicious frosty smell that, looking at him, like chilly and say:" Brrr! "
" The room was heat, and the boys felt like their frozen bodies, not wanting to yield to each other, tickling heat and cold. "
And some humor:
"... Dad, too admired, and occasionally threw a pair of scissors on the floor, angry at them for what they are stupid. "
"- first in the Perm ... - Softly spoken Chechevitsyn ... - Thence in Tyumen ... then Tomsk ... then ... then ... to Kamchatka ... Hence Samoyeds transported by boat across the Bering Strait ... So much for America ... There are many fur-bearing animals.
- A California? - Volodya asked.
- California below ... Just to get to America, and California is not far off. Produce their own food as possible hunting and pillage. "
He coughed harshly, he rubbed his left hand, right hand, looked sullenly at her friend and asked:
- Have you read Mayne Reid?
- No, I did not read ... Listen, you know how to skate?
Immersed in his thoughts, Chechevitsyn did not answer this question, but only very puffed out his cheeks and took a sigh, as if it was very hot. He once again looked up at her friend and said:
- When a herd of buffalo running across the pampas, the earth trembles, and at this time mustangs, fearing kicked and neigh.
Chechevitsyn smiled sadly and said:
- As well as the Indians attack the train. But the worst thing is the mosquitoes and termites.
- What's that?
- This like Muravchik, but with wings. Very much bite. You know who I am?
- Mr Chechevitsyn.
- None. I Montehomo, Hawk's Claw, leader of the undefeated.
Masha is the little girl looked at him, then at the window, which is already evening came, and said thoughtfully:
- And we cooked lentils yesterday.
And from the Catalan translation of all the emotions are put in three letters: "Well?"
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