Детство | страница 19



"And these are brothers! . . .- Братья, а!
Blood relations! . . .Родная кровь!
Shame on you!"Эх, вы-и...
At the beginning of the quarrel I had jumped on to the stove in terror; and thence, with painful amazement, I had watched grandmother as she washed Uncle Jaakov's battered face in a small basin of water, while he cried and stamped his feet, and she said in a sad voice:Я еще в начале ссоры, испугавшись, вскочил на печь и оттуда в жутком изумлении смотрел, как бабушка смывает водою из медного рукомойника кровь с разбитого лица дяди Якова; он плакал и топал ногами, а она говорила тяжёлым голосом:
"Wicked creatures! You are nothing better than a family of wild beasts. When will you come to your senses'?"- Окаянные, дикое племя, опомнитесь!
Grandfather, dragging his torn shirt over his shoulder, called out to her:Дед, натягивая на плечо изорванную рубаху, кричал ей:
"So you have brought wild animals into the world, eh, old woman?"- Что, ведьма, народила зверья?
When Uncle Jaakov went out, grandmother retired to a corner and, quivering with grief, prayed:Когда дядя Яков ушел, бабушка сунулась в угол, потрясающе воя:
"Holy Mother of God, bring my children to their senses."- Пресвятая мати божия, верни разум детям моим!
Grandfather stood beside her, and, glancing at the table, on which everything was upset or spilled, said softly:Дед встал боком к ней и, глядя на стол, где все было опрокинуто, пролито, тихо проговорил:
"When you think of them, Mother, and then of the little one they pester Varia about . . . who has the best nature?"- Ты, мать, гляди за ними, а то они Варвару-то изведут, чего доброго...
"Hold your tongue, for goodness sake!- Полно, бог с тобой!
Take off that shirt and I will mend it . . . ."Сними-ка рубаху-то, я зашью...
And laying the palms of her hands on his head, grandmother kissed his forehead; and he so small compared to her pressing his face against her shoulder, said:И, сжав его голову ладонями, она поцеловала деда в лоб; он же маленький против неё - ткнулся лицом в плечо ей.
"We shall have to give them their shares, Mother, that is plain."- Надо, видно, делиться, мать...
"Yes, Father, it will have to be done."- Надо, отец, надо!
Then they talked for a long time; amicably at first, but it was not long before grandfather began to scrape his feet on the floor like a cock before a fight, and holding up a threatening finger to grandmother, said in a fierce whisper: