<But it was not only cows swimming in the lake. Our guards were frolicking in the water like dolphins - naked bodies, laughter, splash. And fast beside the woman who gave birth in Floreshty hanging out of the window (their carriage had windows like the fourth class not a box-car) with toneless voice makes the same request to every soldier passing. She asks for water. Water to bath the baby and wash swaddles.

No attention. As if they don't hear. The blood surged to my cheeks. Something was hammering in temples.>

"Danilutsa, pull me by legs as soon as I open the latch and cry 'Gata,' and you, Vasilika and Ionel, trundle the door."

Then, poking my head out of the window I cried to a woman in the next carriage, "Prepare a bucket, I'll give water now!"

Dash! And I hanging upside down threw the latch open with the hook of priest wife's umbrella.

"Gata!" I cried. Everything went like a book - the door opened, they pulled me into the carriage, I leapt out of the door, grasped the bucket the woman held forth and rushed to the water.