human
Uncle Khveódor! hey! Uncle Khveódor,
gpt
What do you want, rattlepate? What are you calling to Fyédka[90] for? demanded one of the drivers.
human
There's your carriage waiting for you.
gpt
I want to borrow his boots. Mine are worn out, replied the young fellow, tossing back his curls and straightening his mittens in his belt.
human
Why? is he asleep? Say, Uncle Khveódor!
gpt
What is it?
human
Give me something to drink, brother; what is it you want?
gpt
I say, Fyédya, said he, hesitating,
human
I reckon you won't want your new boots now; let me have them? Probably you won't need them any more.