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The sky was clouded by very dark clouds. The boots went deeper into the water. And how to get out of the swamp, Ivan did not know. He walked at random. Anyway, there must be some way ahead. The water was getting bigger, and the trees were getting smaller. Here, in front, seemed to be a wall of tall trees, that’s where it should be dry. And there suddenly flashed a familiar coat. “Aw!” Shouted Sklyarov. “Aw!” The woman answered. Ivan, without examining the road, jerked straight to the voice. And he was waist-deep in the water. Getting out of the pit was hard. Wet clothes and boots pulled down, there was no hard soil underfoot. I had to work hard to get out of the quagmire. Ahead he saw a big thick birch, then there is solid ground. Beneath the birch stood a woman in a short light coat and little rubber boots, waved her hand and shouted: “Ay.” Ivan boldly rushed to her and went under the water with his head. Long and difficult to get out of the swamp. And when I finally crawled out onto the dry land, there was no one there.