Преступление и наказание

Chapter 5

           Oneofthemengavehimacutwiththewhipacrosstheface,hedidnotfeelit.Wringinghishandsandscreaming,herusheduptothegrey-headedoldmanwiththegreybeard,whowasshakinghisheadindisapproval.Onewomanseizedhimbythehandandwouldhavetakenhimaway,buthetorehimselffromherandranbacktothemare.Shewasalmostatthelastgasp,butbegankickingoncemore.

           “I’llteachyoutokick,”Mikolkashoutedferociously.Hethrewdownthewhip,bentforwardandpickedupfromthebottomofthecartalong,thickshaft,hetookholdofoneendwithbothhandsandwithaneffortbrandisheditoverthemare.

           “He’llcrushher,”wasshoutedroundhim.“He’llkillher!”

           “It’smyproperty,”shoutedMikolkaandbroughttheshaftdownwithaswingingblow.Therewasasoundofaheavythud.

           “Thrashher,thrashher!Whyhaveyoustopped?”shoutedvoicesinthecrowd.

           AndMikolkaswungtheshaftasecondtimeanditfellasecondtimeonthespineofthelucklessmare.Shesankbackonherhaunches,butlurchedforwardandtuggedforwardwithallherforce,tuggedfirstononesideandthenontheother,tryingtomovethecart.Butthesixwhipswereattackingherinalldirections,andtheshaftwasraisedagainandfelluponherathirdtime,thenafourth,withheavymeasuredblows.Mikolkawasinafurythathecouldnotkillheratoneblow.

           “She’satoughone,”wasshoutedinthecrowd.

           “She’llfallinaminute,mates,therewillsoonbeanendofher,”saidanadmiringspectatorinthecrowd.

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