Not entering the town, AlbĂna stopped on the left bank of the VĂłlga, in the PokrĂłvsky suburb, just opposite SarĂĄtof itself. Here she hoped to be able to speak to her husband during the night, and even to let him out of his box. But the Cossack never left the tarantass during the whole of the short spring night, but sat near it in a cart that stood under the same shed. LudwĂka, by AlbĂnaâs orders, remained in the tarantass, and feeling sure it was because of her that the Cossack remained near it, she winked, laughed, and hid her pockmarked face in her kerchief. But AlbĂna saw nothing amusing in this now, and became more and more anxious; wondering why the Cossack remained so persistently near the tarantass.
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