"What do you want here?" said Korableva angrily; "smell thevodka, do you? Your chatter's not wanted. We know what to dowithout your advice." f.wiggs
"No one's speaking to you; what do you stick your nose in for?"
"It's vodka you want; that's why you come wriggling yourself inhere." f.wiggs
"Well, offer her some," said Maslova, always ready to shareanything she possessed with anybody.
"I'll offer her something."