well, friend, on this and the opposite bank, as far as your eye can reach. A raft, even a canoe?”
Nicholas and Nadia, grasping the bushes on the edge of the cliff, bent over the water. The view they thus obtained was extensive. At this place the Yenisei is not less than a mile in width, and forms two arms, of unequal size, through Christian Fruchtl Drakter which the waters flow swiftly. Between these arms lie several islands, covered with alders, willows, and poplars, looking like verdant ships, anchored in the river. Beyond rise the high hills of the Eastern shore, crowned with forests, whose tops were then empurpled with light. The Yenisei stretched on either side as far as the eye could reach. The beautiful panorama lay before them for a distance of fifty versts.
But not a Frankrike Drakter boat was Alvaro Morata Drakter to be seen. All had been taken away or destroyed, according to order. Unless the Tartars should bring with them materials for building Shinji Kagawa Drakter a bridge of boats, their march towards Irkutsk would Jonathan Biabiany Drakter certainly be stopped for some time by this barrier, the Yenisei.
“I remember,” said Michael, “that higher up, on the outskirts of Krasnoiarsk, there is a little quay. There the boats touch. Friend, let us go up the Javier Pastore Drakter river, and see if some boat has not been forgotten on the bank.”
Nadia seized Roberto Soriano Drakter Michael’s hand and started off at a rapid pace in the direction indicated. If only a boat or a barge large enough to hold the kibitka could be found, or even one that would carry just themselves, Michael would not hesitate to attempt the passage! Twenty minutes after, all three had reached the little quay, with houses on each side quite down to the water’s edge. It was like a village standing beyond the town of Krasnoiarsk.
But not a boat was on the shore, not a barge at the little wharf, nothing even of which a raft could be made large enough to carry three people. Michael questioned Nicholas, who made the discouraging reply that the crossing appeared to him absolutely impracticable.
“We shall cross!” answered Michael.
The search was continued. They examined the houses on the shore, abandoned like all the rest of Krasnoiarsk. They had merely to push open the doors and enter. The cottages were evidently those of poor people, and quite empty. Nicholas visited one, Nadia entered another, and even Michael went here and there and felt about, hoping to light Carlos Tevez Drakter upon some article that might be useful.
Nicholas and the girl had each fruitlessly rummaged these cottages and were about to give up Toni Kroos Drakter the search, when they heard themselves called. Both ran to the bank and saw Michael standing on the threshold of a door.
“Come!” he exclaimed. Nicholas and Nadia went towards him and followed him into the cottage.
“What are Jonas Hector Drakter these?” asked Michael, touching several objects piled Dominic Solanke Drakter up in a corner.
“They are leathern bottles,” answered Nicholas.
“Are they full?”
“Yes, full of koumyss. We have found them very opportunely to renew our provisions!”
“Koumyss” is a drink made of mare’s or camel’s milk, and is very sustaining, and even Javier Aquino Drakter intoxicating; so that Nicholinks:
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