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Shall
we
both
course
it
?
"
answered
Nicholas
,
seeing
in
Erzá
and
"
Uncle
's
"
red
Rugáy
two
rivals
he
had
never
yet
had
a
chance
of
pitting
against
his
own
borzois
.
"
And
suppose
they
outdo
my
Mílka
at
once
!
"
he
thought
as
he
rode
with
"
Uncle
"
and
Ilágin
toward
the
hare
.
"
A
full-grown
one
?
"
asked
Ilágin
as
he
approached
the
whip
who
had
sighted
the
hare
--
and
not
without
agitation
he
looked
round
and
whistled
to
Erzá
.
"
And
you
,
Michael
Nikanórovich
?
"
he
said
,
addressing
"
Uncle
.
"
The
latter
was
riding
with
a
sullen
expression
on
his
face
.
"
How
can
I
join
in
?
Why
,
you
've
given
a
village
for
each
of
your
borzois
!
That
's
it
,
come
on
!
Yours
are
worth
thousands
.
Try
yours
against
one
another
,
you
two
,
and
I
'll
look
on
!
"
"
Rugáy
,
hey
,
hey
!
"
he
shouted
.
"
Rugáyushka
!
"
he
added
,
involuntarily
by
this
diminutive
expressing
his
affection
and
the
hopes
he
placed
on
this
red
borzoi
.
Natásha
saw
and
felt
the
agitation
the
two
elderly
men
and
her
brother
were
trying
to
conceal
,
and
was
herself
excited
by
it
.
The
huntsman
stood
halfway
up
the
knoll
holding
up
his
whip
and
the
gentlefolk
rode
up
to
him
at
a
footpace
;
the
hounds
that
were
far
off
on
the
horizon
turned
away
from
the
hare
,
and
the
whips
,
but
not
the
gentlefolk
,
also
moved
away
.
All
were
moving
slowly
and
sedately
.
"
How
is
it
pointing
?
"
asked
Nicholas
,
riding
a
hundred
paces
toward
the
whip
who
had
sighted
the
hare
.
But
before
the
whip
could
reply
,
the
hare
,
scenting
the
frost
coming
next
morning
,
was
unable
to
rest
and
leaped
up
.
The
pack
on
leash
rushed
downhill
in
full
cry
after
the
hare
,
and
from
all
sides
the
borzois
that
were
not
on
leash
darted
after
the
hounds
and
the
hare
.
All
the
hunt
,
who
had
been
moving
slowly
,
shouted
,
"
Stop
!
"
calling
in
the
hounds
,
while
the
borzoi
whips
,
with
a
cry
of
"
A-tu
!
"
galloped
across
the
field
setting
the
borzois
on
the
hare
.
The
tranquil
Ilágin
,
Nicholas
,
Natásha
,
and
"
Uncle
"
flew
,
reckless
of
where
and
how
they
went
,
seeing
only
the
borzois
and
the
hare
and
fearing
only
to
lose
sight
even
for
an
instant
of
the
chase
.
The
hare
they
had
started
was
a
strong
and
swift
one
.
When
he
jumped
up
he
did
not
run
at
once
,
but
pricked
his
ears
listening
to
the
shouting
and
trampling
that
resounded
from
all
sides
at
once
.
He
took
a
dozen
bounds
,
not
very
quickly
,
letting
the
borzois
gain
on
him
,
and
,
finally
having
chosen
his
direction
and
realized
his
danger
,
laid
back
his
ears
and
rushed
off
headlong
.
He
had
been
lying
in
the
stubble
,
but
in
front
of
him
was
the
autumn
sowing
where
the
ground
was
soft
.
The
two
borzois
of
the
huntsman
who
had
sighted
him
,
having
been
the
nearest
,
were
the
first
to
see
and
pursue
him
,
but
they
had
not
gone
far
before
Ilágin
's
red-spotted
Erzá
passed
them
,
got
within
a
length
,
flew
at
the
hare
with
terrible
swiftness
aiming
at
his
scut
,
and
,
thinking
she
had
seized
him
,
rolled
over
like
a
ball
.
The
hare
arched
his
back
and
bounded
off
yet
more
swiftly
.
From
behind
Erzá
rushed
the
broad-haunched
,
black-spotted
Mílka
and
began
rapidly
gaining
on
the
hare
.
