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CHAPTER II.
It was disappointing to the Stary Tchert (Old Devil) that the brothers
did not quarrel over the division of the property, and that they
separated peacefully; and he cried out, calling his three small devils
(Tchertionki).
"See here," said he, "there are living three brothers--Simeon the
soldier, Tarras-Briukhan, and Ivan the Fool. It is necessary that
they should quarrel. Now they live peacefully, and enjoy each other's
hospitality. The Fool spoiled all my plans. Now you three go and work
with them in such a manner that they will be ready to tear each other's
eyes out. Can you do this?"
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We can," they replied.
How will you accomplish it?"
In this way: We will first ruin them to such an extent that they will
have nothing to eat, and we will then gather them together in one place
where we are sure that they will fight."
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Very well; I see you understand your business. Go, and do not return to
me until you have created a feud between the three brothers--or I will
skin you alive."
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