'Take it, and you will give me a present, and we'll go on an expedition against the enemy together.' Lukashka became confused.
'But what d'you mean by it?
As if a horse were of little value,' he said without looking at the horse.
'Take it, take it! If you don't you will offend me.

Vanyusha! Take the grey horse to his house.' Lukashka took hold of the halter.
'Well then, thank you! This is something unexpected, undreamt of.' Olenin was as happy as a boy of twelve.
'Tie it up here.

It's a good horse.

I bought it in Groznoe; it gallops splendidly! Vanyusha, bring us some chikhir.

Come into the hut.' The wine was brought.