'May I speak to him?' asked the guest. 'I should like to ask him about his life.'
'Why not?' replied the master, and he called from the kibítka[1] in which they were sitting:
'Babay;' (which in the Bashkir tongue means 'Grandfather') 'come in and have a cup of kumiss with us, and call your wife here also.'
Ilyás entered with his wife; and after exchanging greetings with his master and the guests, he repeated a prayer, and seated himself near the door. His wife passed in behind the curtain and sat down with her mistress.
A cup of kumiss was handed to Ilyás; he wished the guests and his master good health, bowed, drank a little, and put down the cup.
'Well, Daddy,' said the guest who had wished to speak to him, 'I suppose you feel rather sad at the sight of us. It must remind you of your former prosperity, and of your present sorrows.'
Ilyás smiled, and said:
'If I were to tell you what is happiness and what is misfortune, you would not believe me. You had better ask my wife. She is a woman, and what is in her heart is on her tongue. She will tell you the whole truth.'
The guest turned towards the curtain.
'Well, Granny,' he cried, 'tell me how your former happiness compares with your present misfortune.'
And Sham-Shemagi answered from behind the curtain:
'This is what I think about it: My old man and I lived for fifty years seeking happiness and not finding it; and it is only now, these last two years, since we had nothing left and have lived as labourers, that we have found real happiness, and we wish for nothing better than our present lot.'
The guests were astonished, and so was the master;
- ↑ A kibitka is a movable dwelling, made up of detachable wooden frames, forming a round, and covered over with felt.
