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Kuryakin sat behind Lyov, a Turkish blend cigarette hanging from his small mouth. The room was filled with smoke as everyone there was puffing away, watching the card game in progress.
Lyov won and his opponent, a boy named Varnava from the streets howled his anger, accusing him of cheating. He looked wildly at the blond boy standing behind him.
“Vy ! Malenʹkaya sobaka , vy pomogli yemu obmanutʹ. On ne to, chto umnyĭ_You! Little dog, you helped him cheat. He's not that smart!"
“Nyet!” Illya was being truthful as he had not been giving Lyov any signals or assistance.
Lyov won and his opponent, a boy named Varnava from the streets howled his anger, accusing him of cheating. He looked wildly at the blond boy standing behind him.
“Vy ! Malenʹkaya sobaka , vy pomogli yemu obmanutʹ. On ne to, chto umnyĭ_You! Little dog, you helped him cheat. He's not that smart!"
“Nyet!” Illya was being truthful as he had not been giving Lyov any signals or assistance.
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