IN THE STEPPE.
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District. He was a good and very experienced little fellow, a typical barelegged vagrant. I respected him. We went together all the way to Asia Minor, and then we lost sight of each other."
"Did you think sometimes of the carpenter?" I asked.
"As you see—or as you hear."
"And there was nothing more?"
He smiled.
"What ought my feelings to have been in such a case—do you mean that? I was not to blame for what happened to him, just as you are not to blame for what has happened to me. And nobody is to blame for anything, for all of us alike are—beasts of the same kidney."
