I'll Kill Her, He Screamed Ferociously. It's My Property

Makolka shouted ferociously. He threw down the whip, bent forward and picked up from the bottom of the cart a long, thick shaft. He took hold of one end with both hands and with an effort, brandished it over the mare. With all his might he dealt a stunning blow at the poor mare. She sank back on her haunches, but lurched forward in tugged forward with all her force. But the six whips were attacking her in all directions. And the shaft was raised again and fell upon her a third time and a fourth, with h heavy, measured blows. The mare stretched out her head, drew a long breath and