Things I want to do before I die.



Moving off from the steps, the old man went up to the horses and began unharnessing them.

"What have they been ploughing?" asked Levin.

"Ploughing up the potatoes.

We rent a bit of land too.

Fedot, don't let out the gelding, but take it to the trough, and we'll put the other in harness.

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