— Let me kiss my son, — the drowned man croaked, — show me Leshenka! Show me my beloved boy, I’ve missed him so much…
— Let me see my son… kiss him… — the man rasped, as though he had just surfaced from water. — Where is Leshenka? Show me my boy! I’ve missed him… I’m home… His voice trembled with weakness and pain. — Open the door, Galya! I’m cold, I’m frozen to the bone… Don’t make me […]
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