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OUR LAST DAYS IN SIBERIA
possible, go to the nearest settlement, and then come back after us with lanterns, fresh horses, and men. He acted upon the suggestion, and Frost and I were left alone on
INTERIOR OF A PEASANT'S HOUSE NEAR TOMSK
the steppe in our half-capsized pavóska, hungry, exhausted, and chilled to the bone, with nothing to do but listen to the howling of the wind and wonder whether our driver in the darkness and in such weather would be able to find a settlement. The long, dismal night wore away at last, the
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