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The main character of Victor Dragunsky's story “The Old Mariner” is a boy named Deniska. One evening he did not want to go to bed. And their neighbor, Marya Petrovna, was visiting. She told Deniska that if he went to bed, then next Saturday she would take him with her to the dacha, where she could play with the dog and go boating.

Deniska went to bed on time all week and couldn’t wait for Saturday to come. When this day came, the boy began to wait for Marya Petrovna from the very morning. And even when his dad invited him to go for a walk, Deniska refused the walk, saying that he would go to the dacha with a neighbor.

Deniska waited all day for Marya Petrovna, but she never came for him. Over time, the failed trip was forgotten, but one day Marya Petrovna appeared as a guest again. Deniska remembered her deception, and his face was dissatisfied. Marya Petrovna asked him why he was so gloomy, and then promised to give him a real saber, which was in her house.

Denis believed her again and the next day he rushed home from school as if on wings. But he did not find any saber. The boy realized that Marya Petrovna had deceived him again and was upset.

In the evening, mom told dad about Marya Petrovna’s deception, and dad suggested his son read a book about the Ancient Sailor. This old Mariner convinced three rich men to set sail for treasure, but the ship was unable to reach its destination due to lack of drinking water. It turned out that the Ancient Mariner had deliberately arranged all this in order to get money for food.

When the book was read, dad told Deniska that the Old Sailor was as much a deceiver as Marya Petrovna. But the son did not agree with him and said that the Old Sailor deceived the rich in order to survive, and Marya Petrovna deceived him just like that. Until his sleep, Deniska thought about the book and compared Marya Petrovna and the Old Sailor. He decided that Marya Petrovna was a terrible person, and the Old Sailor was a kind and sweet person.

This is the summary of the story.

The main idea of ​​Dragunsky's story “The Old Sailor” is that lies and deception are bad. Only in extreme cases, when it is connected with saving a life, can a person resort to deception, as the Old Sailor did, but Marya Petrovna’s actions cannot in any way be attributed to such cases

Dragunsky's story "The Old Sailor" teaches not to be gullible and not to take the word of strangers.

Dragunsky’s story “The Old Sailor” convinces: you shouldn’t make various promises left and right and throw around words. You need to be the master of your word! And if you can’t keep your words, then you should keep your mouth shut.

In the story, I liked Deniska’s dad, who helped his son understand the situation with deception by reading him a book about the Ancient Mariner.

What proverbs fit Dragunsky’s story “The Old Sailor”?

He who promises a lot will not deliver anything.
If he lies, he will take it inexpensively.
Don't be friends with a deceiver.

Marya Petrovna often comes to us for tea. She is so plump, her dress is pulled tightly over her, like a pillowcase over a pillow. She has different earrings dangling in her ears. And she scents herself with something dry and sweet. When I smell this smell, my throat immediately tightens. Marya Petrovna always, as soon as she sees me, immediately starts pestering me: who do I want to be. I’ve already explained it to her five times, but she keeps asking the same question. Wonderful. When she first came to us, it was spring outside, the trees were all in blossom, and there was a smell of greenery in the windows, and although it was already evening, it was still light. And so my mother began to send me to bed, and when I didn’t want to go to bed, this Marya Petrovna suddenly said:

Be smart, go to bed, and next Sunday I’ll take you to the dacha, to Klyazma. We'll go by train. There is a river there and a dog, and the three of us can go for a boat ride.

And I immediately lay down and covered my head, and began to think about next Sunday, how I will go to the dacha, and run barefoot on the grass, and see a river, and maybe they will let me row, and the rowlocks will ring, and there will be water. gurgle, and drops, transparent as glass, will flow from the oars into the water. And I’ll make friends with a little dog there, Bug or Tuzik, and I’ll look into his yellow eyes and touch his tongue when he sticks it out from the heat.

And I lay there and thought, and heard Marya Petrovna’s laugh, and imperceptibly fell asleep, and then for a whole week, when I went to bed, I thought the same thing. And when Saturday came, I cleaned my shoes and teeth, and took my penknife and sharpened it on the stove, because you never know what kind of stick I’ll cut for myself, maybe even a walnut one.

And in the morning I got up before everyone else, got dressed, and began to wait for Marya Petrovna. Dad, when he had breakfast and read the newspapers, said:

Let's go, Deniska, to Chistye, let's take a walk!

What are you doing, dad! And Marya Petrovna? She will come for me now, and we will go to Klyazma. There's a dog and a boat. I have to wait for her.

Dad paused, then looked at mom, then shrugged and began to drink a second glass of tea. And I quickly finished breakfast and went out into the yard. I walked at the gate so that I could immediately see Marya Petrovna when she arrived. But she was gone for a long time. Then Mishka came up to me and said:

Let's get into the attic! Let's see if the pigeons were born or not...

You see, I can’t... I’m leaving for the village for a day. There is a dog and a boat. Now one aunty will come for me, and we will go with her by train.

Then Mishka said:

Wow! Or maybe you will capture me too?

I was very happy that Mishka also agreed to go with us, after all, it would be much more interesting for me with him than with Marya Petrovna alone. I said:

What a conversation this could be! Of course, we will take you, with pleasure! Marya Petrovna is kind, what does it cost her!

And the two of us began to wait with Mishka. We went out into the alley and stood and waited for a long time, and when any woman appeared, Mishka always asked:

And a minute later again:

But these were all unfamiliar women, and we got bored and tired of waiting for so long.

The bear got angry and said:

I'm sick of!

And I waited. I wanted to wait for her. I waited until lunchtime. During lunch, dad said again, as if by chance:

So are you going to Pure? Let's decide, otherwise mom and I will go to the movies!

I said:

I'll wait. After all, I promised her to wait. She can't help but come.

But she didn't come. But I wasn’t at Chistye Prudy that day and didn’t look at the pigeons, and when dad came from the cinema, he told me to leave the gate. He put his arm around my shoulders and said as we walked home:

It will still be in your life. And grass, and a river, and a boat, and a dog... Everything will be, keep your nose up!

But when I went to bed, I still began to think about the village, the boat and the dog, only as if I was not walking there with Marya Petrovna, but with Mishka and dad or with Mishka and mom. And time flowed, it passed, and I almost completely forgot about Marya Petrovna, when suddenly one day, please! The door opens and she enters in person. And the earrings in the ears tinkle-tinkle, and with mom there is a smack-smack, and the whole apartment smells of something dry and sweet, and everyone sits down at the table and starts drinking tea. But I didn’t go out to Marya Petrovna, I sat behind the closet, because I was angry with Marya Petrovna.

And she sat as if nothing had happened, that’s what was amazing! And when she drank her favorite tea, she suddenly, out of the blue, looked behind the closet and grabbed me by the chin.

Why are you so gloomy?

Nothing, I said.

“Let’s get out,” said Marya Petrovna.

I feel good here too! - I said.

Then she started laughing, and everything on her was clanking with laughter, and when she had laughed it off, she said:

What will I give you...

I said:

Do not need anything!

She said:

Don't need a saber?

I said:

Budennovskaya. The real one. A curve.

Wow! I said:

And do you have?

Yes, she said.

Don't you need it? - I asked.

What for? I am a woman, I have not studied military affairs, why do I need a saber? I'd rather give it to you.

And it was clear from her that she did not regret the saber at all. I even believed that she was actually kind. I said:

And when?

Yes, tomorrow,” she said. - Tomorrow you will come after school, and the saber will be here. Here, I'll put it right on your bed.

“Okay,” I said and crawled out from behind the closet, sat down at the table and also drank tea with her, and walked her to the door when she left.

And the next day at school I barely made it to the end of class and ran home at breakneck speed. I ran and waved my hand - I had an invisible saber in it, and I chopped and stabbed the fascists, and defended the black children in Africa, and cut down all the enemies of Cuba. I chopped them straight into cabbage. I ran, and a saber was waiting for me at home, a real Budennovsky saber, and I knew that, if anything happened, I would immediately sign up as a volunteer, and since I had my own saber, they would definitely accept me. And when I ran into the room, I immediately rushed to my cot. There was no saber. I looked under the pillow, felt under the blanket and looked under the bed. There was no saber. There was no saber. Marya Petrovna did not keep her word. And the saber was nowhere to be found. And it couldn't be.

I went to the window. Mom said:

Maybe she will come again?

But I said:

No, mom, she won't come. I knew it.

Mom said:

Why were you crawling under the folding bed?..

I explained to her:

I thought: what if she was? Understand? All of a sudden. This time.

Mom said:

Understand. Go eat.

And she came up to me. And I ate and stood at the window again. I didn't want to go into the yard.

And when dad came, mom told him everything, and he called me over. He took a book from his shelf and said:

Come on, brother, let's read a wonderful book about a dog. It's called "Michael - Jerry's Brother." Jack London wrote.

And I quickly settled down next to my dad, and he began to read. He reads well, just great! And the book was valuable. It was the first time I listened to such an interesting book. Adventures of a dog. How one boatswain stole it. And they went on a ship to look for treasures. And the ship belonged to three rich men. The Old Mariner showed them the way, he was a sick and lonely old man, he said that he knew where countless treasures lay, and promised these three rich men that they would each receive a whole bunch of diamonds and diamonds, and these rich men fed the Old Mariner for these promises. And then it suddenly turned out that the ship could not reach the place where the treasure was due to lack of water. The Ancient Mariner set this up too. And the rich people had to go back empty-handed. The Old Mariner obtained food for himself by this deception, because he was a wounded, poor old man.

And when we finished this book and began to remember it all again, from the very beginning, dad suddenly laughed and said:

And this one is good, Ancient Mariner! Yes, he’s just a deceiver, like your Marya Petrovna.

But I said:

What are you doing, dad! It doesn't look like it at all. After all, the Ancient Mariner lied to save his life. After all, he was lonely and sick. And Marya Petrovna? Is she sick?

“Healthy,” said dad.

Well, yes, I said. - After all, if the Ancient Mariner had not lied, he would have died, poor fellow, somewhere in the port, right on the bare stones, between boxes and bales, under the icy wind and pouring rain. After all, he had no roof over his head! And Marya Petrovna has a wonderful room - eighteen meters with all the amenities. And how many earrings, trinkets and chains she has!

Because she’s a bourgeois, said dad.

And although I didn’t know what a bourgeoisie was, I understood from my dad’s voice that it was something nasty, and I told him:

And the Old Mariner was noble: he saved his sick friend, the boatswain, that’s once. And just think about it, dad, because he only deceived the damned rich, and Marya Petrovna deceived me. Explain why she is deceiving me? Am I rich?

“Forget it,” my mother said, “you shouldn’t worry so much!”

And dad looked at her and shook his head and fell silent. And we lay together on the sofa and were silent, and I felt warm next to him, and I wanted to sleep, but just before going to sleep I still thought:

“No, this terrible Marya Petrovna cannot even be compared with a person like my dear, kind Old Sailor!”

Marya Petrovna often comes to us for tea. She is so plump, her dress is pulled tightly over her, like a pillowcase over a pillow. She has different earrings dangling in her ears. And she scents herself with something dry and sweet. When I smell this smell, my throat immediately tightens. Marya Petrovna always, as soon as she sees me, immediately starts pestering me: who do I want to be. I’ve already explained it to her five times, but she keeps asking the same question. Wonderful. When she first came to us, it was spring outside, the trees were all in blossom, and there was a smell of greenery in the windows, and although it was already evening, it was still light. And so my mother began to send me to bed, and when I didn’t want to go to bed, this Marya Petrovna suddenly said:

Be smart, go to bed, and next Sunday I’ll take you to the dacha, to Klyazma. We'll go by train. There is a river there and a dog, and the three of us can go for a boat ride.

And I immediately lay down and covered my head, and began to think about next Sunday, how I will go to the dacha, and run barefoot on the grass, and see a river, and maybe they will let me row, and the rowlocks will ring, and there will be water. gurgle, and drops, transparent as glass, will flow from the oars into the water. And I’ll make friends with a little dog there, Bug or Tuzik, and I’ll look into his yellow eyes and touch his tongue when he sticks it out from the heat.

And I lay there and thought, and heard Marya Petrovna’s laugh, and imperceptibly fell asleep, and then for a whole week, when I went to bed, I thought the same thing. And when Saturday came, I cleaned my shoes and teeth, and took my penknife and sharpened it on the stove, because you never know what kind of stick I’ll cut for myself, maybe even a walnut one.

And in the morning I got up before everyone else, got dressed, and began to wait for Marya Petrovna. Dad, when he had breakfast and read the newspapers, said:

Let's go, Deniska, to Chistye, let's take a walk!

What are you doing, dad! And Marya Petrovna? She will come for me now, and we will go to Klyazma. There's a dog and a boat. I have to wait for her.

Dad paused, then looked at mom, then shrugged and began to drink a second glass of tea. And I quickly finished breakfast and went out into the yard. I walked at the gate so that I could immediately see Marya Petrovna when she arrived. But she was gone for a long time. Then Mishka came up to me and said:

Let's get into the attic! Let's see if the baby pigeons were born or not...

You see, I can’t... I’m leaving for the village for a day. There is a dog and a boat. Now one aunty will come for me, and we will go with her by train.

Then Mishka said:

Wow! Or maybe you will capture me too?

I was very happy that Mishka also agreed to go with us, after all, it would be much more interesting for me with him than with Marya Petrovna alone. I said:

What a conversation this could be! Of course, we will take you, with pleasure! Marya Petrovna is kind, what does it cost her!

And the two of us began to wait with Mishka. We went out into the alley and stood and waited for a long time, and when any woman appeared, Mishka always asked:

And a minute later again:

But these were all unfamiliar women, and we got bored and tired of waiting for so long.

The bear got angry and said:

I'm sick of!

And I waited. I wanted to wait for her. I waited until lunchtime. During lunch, dad said again, as if by chance:

So are you going to Pure? Let's decide, otherwise mom and I will go to the movies!

I said:

I'll wait. After all, I promised her to wait. She can't help but come.

But she didn't come. But I wasn’t at Chistye Prudy that day and didn’t look at the pigeons, and when dad came from the cinema, he told me to leave the gate. He put his arm around my shoulders and said as we walked home:

It will still be in your life. And grass, and a river, and a boat, and a dog... Everything will be, keep your nose up!

But when I went to bed, I still began to think about the village, the boat and the dog, only as if I was not walking there with Marya Petrovna, but with Mishka and dad or with Mishka and mom. And time flowed, it passed, and I almost completely forgot about Marya Petrovna, when suddenly one day, please! The door opens and she enters in person. And the earrings in the ears tinkle-tinkle, and with mom there is a smack-smack, and the whole apartment smells of something dry and sweet, and everyone sits down at the table and starts drinking tea. But I didn’t go out to Marya Petrovna, I sat behind the closet, because I was angry with Marya Petrovna.

And she sat as if nothing had happened, that’s what was amazing! And when she drank her favorite tea, she suddenly, out of the blue, looked behind the closet and grabbed me by the chin.

Why are you so gloomy?

Nothing, I said.

“Let’s get out,” said Marya Petrovna.

I feel good here too! - I said.

Then she started laughing, and everything on her was clanking with laughter, and when she had laughed it off, she said:

What will I give you...

I said:

Do not need anything!

She said:

Don't need a saber?

I said:

Budennovskaya. The real one. A curve.

Wow! I said:

And do you have?

Yes, she said.

Don't you need it? - I asked.

What for? I am a woman, I have not studied military affairs, why do I need a saber? I'd rather give it to you.

And it was clear from her that she did not regret the saber at all. I even believed that she was actually kind. I said:

And when?

Yes, tomorrow,” she said. - Tomorrow you will come after school, and the saber will be here. Here, I'll put it right on your bed.

“Okay,” I said and crawled out from behind the closet, sat down at the table and also drank tea with her, and walked her to the door when she left.

And the next day at school I barely made it to the end of class and ran home at breakneck speed. I ran and waved my hand - I had an invisible saber in it, and I chopped and stabbed the fascists, and defended the black children in Africa, and cut down all the enemies of Cuba. I chopped them straight into cabbage. I ran, and a saber was waiting for me at home, a real Budennovsky saber, and I knew that, if anything happened, I would immediately sign up as a volunteer, and since I had my own saber, they would definitely accept me. And when I ran into the room, I immediately rushed to my cot. There was no saber. I looked under the pillow, felt under the blanket and looked under the bed. There was no saber. There was no saber. Marya Petrovna did not keep her word. And the saber was nowhere to be found. And it couldn't be.

I went to the window. Mom said:

Maybe she will come again?

But I said:

No, mom, she won't come. I knew it.

Mom said:

Why were you crawling under the folding bed?..

I explained to her:

I thought: what if she was? Understand? All of a sudden. This time.

Mom said:

Understand. Go eat.

And she came up to me. And I ate and stood at the window again. I didn't want to go into the yard.

And when dad came, mom told him everything, and he called me over. He took a book from his shelf and said:

Come on, brother, let's read a wonderful book about a dog. It's called "Michael - Jerry's Brother." Jack London wrote.

And I quickly settled down next to my dad, and he began to read. He reads well, just great! And the book was valuable. It was the first time I listened to such an interesting book. Adventures of a dog. How one boatswain stole it. And they went on a ship to look for treasures. And the ship belonged to three rich men. The Old Mariner showed them the way, he was a sick and lonely old man, he said that he knew where countless treasures lay, and promised these three rich men that they would each receive a whole bunch of diamonds and diamonds, and these rich men fed the Old Mariner for these promises. And then it suddenly turned out that the ship could not reach the place where the treasure was due to lack of water. The Ancient Mariner set this up too. And the rich people had to go back empty-handed. The Old Mariner obtained food for himself by this deception, because he was a wounded, poor old man.

And when we finished this book and began to remember it all again, from the very beginning, dad suddenly laughed and said:

And this one is good, Ancient Mariner! Yes, he’s just a deceiver, like your Marya Petrovna.

But I said:

What are you doing, dad! It doesn't look like it at all. After all, the Ancient Mariner lied to save his life. After all, he was lonely and sick. And Marya Petrovna? Is she sick?

“Healthy,” said dad.

Well, yes, I said. - After all, if the Ancient Mariner had not lied, he would have died, poor fellow, somewhere in the port, right on the bare stones, between boxes and bales, under the icy wind and pouring rain. After all, he had no roof over his head! And Marya Petrovna has a wonderful room - eighteen meters with all the amenities. And how many earrings, trinkets and chains she has!

Because she’s a bourgeois, said dad.

And although I didn’t know what a bourgeoisie was, I understood from my dad’s voice that it was something nasty, and I told him:

And the Old Mariner was noble: he saved his sick friend, the boatswain, that’s once. And just think about it, dad, because he only deceived the damned rich, and Marya Petrovna deceived me. Explain why she is deceiving me? Am I rich?

“Forget it,” my mother said, “you shouldn’t worry so much!”

And dad looked at her and shook his head and fell silent. And we lay together on the sofa and were silent, and I felt warm next to him, and I wanted to sleep, but just before going to sleep I still thought:

“No, this terrible Marya Petrovna cannot even be compared with a person like my dear, kind Old Sailor!”
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Deniska's stories: The Old Sailor

Marya Petrovna often comes to us for tea. She is so plump, her dress is pulled tightly over her, like a pillowcase over a pillow. She has different earrings dangling in her ears. And she scents herself with something dry and sweet. When I smell this smell, my throat immediately tightens. Marya Petrovna always, as soon as she sees me, immediately starts pestering me: who do I want to be. I’ve already explained it to her five times, but she keeps asking the same question. Wonderful. When she first came to us, it was spring outside, the trees were all in blossom, and there was a smell of greenery in the windows, and although it was already evening, it was still light. And so my mother began to send me to bed, and when I didn’t want to go to bed, this Marya Petrovna suddenly said:
- Be smart, go to bed, and next Sunday I’ll take you to the dacha, to Klyazma. We'll go by train. There is a river there and a dog, and the three of us can go for a boat ride.
And I immediately lay down and covered my head, and began to think about next Sunday, how I will go to the dacha, and run barefoot on the grass, and see a river, and maybe they will let me row, and the rowlocks will ring, and there will be water. gurgle, and drops, transparent as glass, will flow from the oars into the water. And I’ll make friends with a little dog there, Bug or Tuzik, and I’ll look into his yellow eyes and touch his tongue when he sticks it out from the heat.
And I lay there and thought, and heard Marya Petrovna’s laugh, and imperceptibly fell asleep, and then for a whole week, when I went to bed, I thought the same thing. And when Saturday came, I cleaned my shoes and teeth, and took my penknife and sharpened it on the stove, because you never know what kind of stick I’ll cut for myself, maybe even a walnut one.
And in the morning I got up before everyone else, got dressed, and began to wait for Marya Petrovna. Dad, when he had breakfast and read the newspapers, said:
- Let’s go, Deniska, to Chistye, let’s take a walk!
- What are you talking about, dad! And Marya Petrovna? She will come for me now, and we will go to Klyazma. There's a dog and a boat. I have to wait for her.
Dad paused, then looked at mom, then shrugged and began to drink a second glass of tea. And I quickly finished breakfast and went out into the yard. I walked at the gate so that I could immediately see Marya Petrovna when she arrived. But she was gone for a long time. Then Mishka came up to me and said:
- Let's get into the attic! Let's see if the baby pigeons were born or not...
- You see, I can’t... I’m leaving for the village for a day. There is a dog and a boat. Now one aunty will come for me, and we will go with her by train.
Then Mishka said:
- Wow! Or maybe you will capture me too?
I was very happy that Mishka also agreed to go with us, after all, it would be much more interesting for me with him than with Marya Petrovna alone. I said:
- What a conversation there could be! Of course, we will take you, with pleasure! Marya Petrovna is kind, what does it cost her!
And the two of us began to wait with Mishka. We went out into the alley and stood and waited for a long time, and when any woman appeared, Mishka always asked:
- This?
And a minute later again:
- That one over there?
But these were all unfamiliar women, and we got bored and tired of waiting for so long.
The bear got angry and said:
- I'm sick of!
And left.
And I waited. I wanted to wait for her. I waited until lunchtime. During lunch, dad said again, as if by chance:
- So are you going to the Pure Ones? Let's decide, otherwise mom and I will go to the movies!
I said:
- I'll wait. After all, I promised her to wait. She can't help but come.
But she didn't come. But I wasn’t at Chistye Prudy that day and didn’t look at the pigeons, and when dad came from the cinema, he told me to leave the gate. He put his arm around my shoulders and said as we walked home:
- It will still be in your life. And grass, and a river, and a boat, and a dog... Everything will be, keep your nose up!
But when I went to bed, I still began to think about the village, the boat and the dog, only as if I was not walking there with Marya Petrovna, but with Mishka and dad or with Mishka and mom. And time flowed, it passed, and I almost completely forgot about Marya Petrovna, when suddenly one day, please! The door opens and she enters in person. And the earrings in the ears tinkle-tinkle, and with mom there is a smack-smack, and the whole apartment smells of something dry and sweet, and everyone sits down at the table and starts drinking tea. But I didn’t go out to Marya Petrovna, I sat behind the closet, because I was angry with Marya Petrovna.
And she sat as if nothing had happened, that’s what was amazing! And when she drank her favorite tea, she suddenly, out of the blue, looked behind the closet and grabbed me by the chin.
- Why are you so gloomy?
“Nothing,” I said.
“Let’s get out,” said Marya Petrovna.
- I feel good here too! - I said.
Then she started laughing, and everything on her was clanking with laughter, and when she had laughed it off, she said:
- What will I give you...

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The Ancient Mariner

Marya Petrovna often comes to us for tea. She is so plump, her dress is pulled tightly over her, like a pillowcase on a pillow. She has different earrings dangling in her ears. And she scents herself with something dry and sweet. When I smell this smell, my throat immediately tightens. Marya Petrovna always, as soon as she sees me, immediately starts pestering me: who do I want to be. I’ve already explained it to her five times, but she keeps asking the same question. Wonderful. When she first came to us, it was spring outside, the trees were all in blossom and the smell of greenery came through the windows, and although it was already evening, it was still light. And so my mother began to send me to bed, and when I didn’t want to go to bed, this Marya Petrovna suddenly said:

- Be smart, go to bed, and next Sunday I’ll take you to the dacha, to Klyazma. We'll go by train. There is a river there and a dog, and the three of us can go for a boat ride.

And I immediately lay down and covered my head, and began to think about next Sunday, how I will go to the dacha, and run barefoot on the grass, and see a river, and maybe they will let me row, and the rowlocks will ring, and there will be water. gurgle, and drops, transparent as glass, will flow from the oars into the water. And I’ll make friends with a little dog there, Bug or Tuzik, and I’ll look into his yellow eyes and touch his tongue when he sticks it out from the heat.

And I lay there and thought, and heard Marya Petrovna’s laugh, and imperceptibly fell asleep, and then for a whole week, when I went to bed, I thought the same thing. And when Saturday came, I cleaned my shoes and teeth, and took my penknife and sharpened it on the stove, because you never know what kind of stick I’ll cut for myself, maybe even a walnut one.

And in the morning I got up before everyone else, got dressed, and began to wait for Marya Petrovna. Dad, when he had breakfast and read the newspapers, said:

- Let’s go, Deniska, to Chistye, let’s take a walk!

- What are you talking about, dad! And Marya Petrovna? She will come for me now, and we will go to Klyazma. There's a dog and a boat. I have to wait for her.

Dad paused, then looked at mom, then shrugged and began to drink a second glass of tea. And I quickly finished breakfast and went out into the yard. I walked at the gate so that I could immediately see Marya Petrovna when she arrived. But she was gone for a long time. Then Mishka came up to me and said:

- Let's go to the attic! Let's see if the baby pigeons were born or not...

- You see, I can’t... I’m leaving for the village for a day. There is a dog and a boat. Now one aunt will come for me, and we will go with her by train.

Then Mishka said:

- Wow! Or maybe you will capture me too?

I was very glad that Mishka also agreed to go with us, after all, it would be much more interesting for me with him than with Marya Petrovna alone. I said:

- What a conversation there could be! Of course, we will take you, with pleasure! Marya Petrovna is kind, what does it cost her!

And the two of us began to wait with Mishka. We went out into the alley and stood and waited for a long time, and when any woman appeared, Mishka always asked:

And a minute later again:

- That one over there?

But these were all unfamiliar women, and we became bored and tired of waiting for so long. The bear got angry and said:

- I'm sick of!

And I waited. I wanted to wait for her. I waited until lunchtime. During lunch, dad said again, as if by chance:

- So are you going to the Pure Ones? Come on, decide, otherwise mom and I will go to the movies!

I said:

- I'll wait. After all, I promised her to wait. She can't help but come.

But she didn't come. But I wasn’t at Chistye Prudy that day and didn’t look at the pigeons, and when dad came from the cinema, he told me to leave the gate. He put his arm around my shoulders and said as we walked home:

– It will still be in your life. And grass, and a river, and a boat, and a dog...

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