Just before the vintage Lukashka came on horseback to see Olenin.

He looked more dashing than ever.

'Well?
Are you getting married ?' asked Olenin, greeting him merrily.
Lukashka gave no direct reply.
'There, I've exchanged your horse across the river.

This is a horse! A Kabarda horse from the Lov stud.

I know horses.' They examined the new horse and made him caracole about the yard.