Brother saber. 2nd edition. Balakshin R.A.

There was noise, loud voices in the yard. Danila Dmitrievich Volotsky, a tall, broad-shouldered old man, a former governor and a ringleire, rose from the table, at which he read the six-day. Grinkling, he went to the window with red-green glasses, brought him out. A stream of frosty air, flowing into a hotly boomed chamber, smoked to half a curly transparent fog. In the courtyard, from two carts with funny conversations, riders were chosen, children's laughter was heard. Two young people were taken out of the depths of the cart of children. The children, finding themselves in the wild, immediately began to run one after another, rush snowballs, scream, laugh.