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And
Pétya
gave
the
Cossack
a
detailed
account
not
only
of
his
ride
but
also
of
his
object
,
and
why
he
considered
it
better
to
risk
his
life
than
to
act
"
just
anyhow
.
"
"
Well
,
you
should
get
some
sleep
now
,
"
said
the
Cossack
.
"
No
,
I
am
used
to
this
,
"
said
Pétya
.
"
I
say
,
are
n't
the
flints
in
your
pistols
worn
out
?
I
brought
some
with
me
.
Do
n't
you
want
any
?
You
can
have
some
.
"
The
Cossack
bent
forward
from
under
the
wagon
to
get
a
closer
look
at
Pétya
.
"
Because
I
am
accustomed
to
doing
everything
accurately
,
"
said
Pétya
.
"
Some
fellows
do
things
just
anyhow
,
without
preparation
,
and
then
they
're
sorry
for
it
afterwards
.
I
do
n't
like
that
.
"
"
Just
so
,
"
said
the
Cossack
.
"
Oh
yes
,
another
thing
!
Please
,
my
dear
fellow
,
will
you
sharpen
my
saber
for
me
?
It
's
got
bl
...
"
(
Pétya
feared
to
tell
a
lie
,
and
the
saber
never
had
been
sharpened
.
)
"
Can
you
do
it
?
"
"
Of
course
I
can
.
"
Likhachëv
got
up
,
rummaged
in
his
pack
,
and
soon
Pétya
heard
the
warlike
sound
of
steel
on
whetstone
.
He
climbed
onto
the
wagon
and
sat
on
its
edge
.
The
Cossack
was
sharpening
the
saber
under
the
wagon
.
"
I
say
!
Are
the
lads
asleep
?
"
asked
Pétya
.
