Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin, Marie; a story of Russian love
“ I pitied her, and hastened to change the conversation. “I have heard that the Bashkirs intend to attack your fortress?” “Who said so,” replied Ivan Mironoff. “I heard it at Orenbourg.” “All nonsense,” said Ivan, “we have not heard the least word about it; the Bashkirs are an intimidated people; and the Kirghis have also had some good lessons. They dare not attack us, and if they should even dream of it, I would give them so great a fright that they would not move again for ten years.” “Do you not fear,” I continued, addressing Basilia, “to stay in a fortress exposed to these dangers?” ”
