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volley of advice. Wassily and his son wade ashore, the cart unharmed. Anna, a young girl, light-hearted with Spring, comes from her cottage. She meets Ivan and the father, both of w^hom drive on their w^ay, their thoughts occupied w^ith Anna's young beauty.
In an orchard Wassilissa, Wassily's daughter meets her lover, the young smith. They are hidden in dense blossom, but not so hidden that Wassily driving past does not perceive them. Thus, over the morose meal, the family, father, mother, mistress, child, and son await Wassilissa. Ivan's thoughts are dreamily with Anna, his soup spoon dipping in the community dish rests there, and a happy smile reveals his dreamy abstraction. Wassily, profoundly irritated, hits him sharply on the head with the back of his own spoon, and the surprised youth is even more surprised by a spoonful of hot soup dashed in his face. Wake up, blockhead, it's time you were getting married."
Wassilissa hurries in full of high spirits. The stony silence of her family show^s her that they know. Her father's insults and threats fall upon her and she leaves the table.
Anna and Ivan marry. The villagers are already whispering that the old man has manoeuvred this in order that he can have Anna for himself. The wedding feast is full of gaiety and dancing, and the room grow hotter and hotter. The young bride and groom sits mopping exhausted faces. Wassilv goes and seats himself beside them, his light caress of the bride's hand has a triumph that does not escape the swift eye of his mistress.
Wassilissa and the smith go out to the quiet shelter of the barn. Wassilv finds them there and bursts into fury. You
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