In the yellow and red colors of the August forest, two figures of girls moved.
The eldest, having thought about it, did not notice anything around, the younger one, singing cheerful motives, collected mushrooms.
- Dean, you didn't get any letters? - the older one asked.
- No, Mouse, not from Lenya, not from Mom, not from Alina. - Dena answered.
The sisters got excited and upset about her mother's departure to her father, who got worse, and when Lenya left, the girls got bored and started going home to the city. Leo Dina did not want to let go, but still he had to go to Orenburg, on behalf of older workers, taking a promise with Dinky not to get mixed up in dubious stories - enough with her. Dena, of course, promised, hoping that a new "dubious story" would happen at least after Loni's departure, which she was not quite sure of either, well, her fate is the same - to get into some kind of trouble.
- But they will come today, so you will know everything. - Dena held out.
- Yes, of course, but I'm scared for my dad... - started to explain the Mouse.
- What are you thinking about today? - Dinka asked about it.
- Today Vasya will come. - Mouse sighed.
- Aren't you glad? - Dina was surprised.
- No, why not, I am glad. - denied the words of Dinka the Mouse.
- And what is so sad about it? By the way, I ask for the second time. - Dina smiled cleverly.
- Leave me alone already! - exclaimed Mouse.
- Yeah, you're afraid that he has stopped loving you. - Dena didn't fall behind.
- You don't understand, you're still young. - Mouse smiled sadly, realizing that she had made an unforgivable mistake - you can't treat Dena like that.
Dena tried to offend the "little one," but it didn't work out, the mood was too good to be offended - today Lena will come...
- You are waiting for Lena too, aren't you? - I tried to make up for my mistake Mouse.
- Yes, and Lena and Mom. - Dena nodded, wondering if she was waiting for you. No, he is probably waiting, but not with great joy, he will interfere with him and Lena again.
- And I have a surprise for you. Today Alina is coming and not alone... - Mouse smiled.
- With her husband? - Dena waved.
- No, she broke up with him... she got divorced. She will come with his brother, remembering who she wrote about - the workers. It seems that she really fell in love, at least that's what she writes. - Mouse gladly said.
- I am very happy for her! - Remembering my sister and her letters, Dena said.
The girls walked through the quiet woods, not knowing how deceptive this silence was.
The girls were wary because they heard the rusting and knocking of the hooves, the detachment was definitely big and it wasn't with peaceful motives. The girls came down the path, realizing that such a meeting could end unfavorably, but the riders noticed the girls and all froze in silence, keeping their eyes on each other. From the forest one could hear the sound of a chase, someone cursed - the sound of a blow was heard. White people turned to the girls, their tense faces were visible.
- So what do we do with you? - evil was asked by one of the first white men to turn around.
- Maybe you could just let us go. - Hoped Mouse, looking for a sister who had gone somewhere else.
- No, I don't think we can afford that luxury, we'll have to take you with us and we'll figure out who you are. - The white man grinned. - Maybe you're the daughter of someone in politics. See, I can't let you go.
- No, I'm an orphan, living in my uncle's peasant family, and now I'm going to the market for bread. - Realizing what nonsense, the Mouse sighed.
- Yeah, that's how we believed you," the rider said. - A peasant girl can't have such clothes and such manner of behavior. But it doesn't look like a rich landlady either - there is no noble posture, majesty...
- Why the majesty's mania is so important in a man?! - The Mouse was outraged.
- Well, here's what I'm saying! If you were rich, you would never say that. - When the rider looked at the girl, he said.
- I didn't say I was rich! - The Mouse was outraged.
- Enough with the comedy, your adverb is different. - The rider got angry.
- So I'm from Russia. - Mouse continued, but stopped talking, having understood the threat from the rider.
The rider laughed in response, and at the same time he got ready and answered her calmly.
- Well, for the first time I let you go. But we better not meet again.