'P.S.--Be sure to come to-morrow.'
'So your honour, am I to give Artiomka some vodka?'
Kister turned a long, bewildered stare at his servant's countenance,
and went out without uttering a word.
'The master has told me to get you some vodka, and to have a drink
with you,' said Kister's servant to Artiomka the postillion.