The Mystery from the Hayloft. – Marusya! Marusya! – A breathless neighbor, Aunt Dusya, ran into the yard – Your Grishanya is up in the hayloft! With Luska.
Marusya! Marusya!” A breathless neighbor, Aunt Dusya, ran into the yard. “Your Grishanya is on the hayloft! With Lusya.” Maria pulled the scarf off her head and wiped the sweat from her forehead. “On the hayloft? Why on earth?!” “Just like that! As if you were born yesterday. And I told you young women right … Read more