Book,  Chapter

 1        I,  XIV|     himself in the cabin of a mujik, who had picked him up and
 2        I,  XIV|      little father,” said the mujik, “Do not speak! Thou art
 3        I,  XIV|     that has passed.”~And the mujik related to Michael Strogoff
 4        I,  XIV|      killed her,” replied the mujik, anticipating the anxiety
 5        I,  XIV|       from Omsk,” replied the mujik.~“What wound can I have
 6        I,  XIV|     now healing,” replied the mujik. “After a few days’ rest,
 7        I,  XIV|  Michael Strogoff gripped the mujik’s hand. Then, recovering
 8        I,  XIV|        Come now,” replied the mujik, recognizing the fact that
 9        I,  XIV| reward on earth,” replied the mujik.~Michael Strogoff went out
10        I,  XIV| without the assistance of the mujik, he would have fallen; but
11        I,  XIV|      Michael Strogoff and the mujik soon arrived in the mercantile
12        I,  XIV|    portion of the steppe.~The mujik very fortunately knew a
13        I,  XIV| facilitate his departure.~The mujik was accordingly conducting
14        I,  XIV| matter?” asked the astonished mujik.~“Silence!” replied Michael,
15        I,  XIV|     the whole of Siberia.~The mujik and Michael resumed their
16        I,  XV |       postmaster the generous mujik had rendered him a great