“Meanwhile the hounds were giving vent to voices of every conceivable kind. One, his head tossed back, was, drawling so protractedly and zealously that God knows what fee he was getting for it; another was snapping it out as briskly as a sexton; among them rang a tireless treble, probably a young puppy’s, like theContinue reading “RKS Russian Literature: The Cacophony of Hounds in a Russian Village (Nikolay Gogol)”
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