The tea was left undrunk. His hands trembling with excitement, his breath quickening, Qosim picked up the ladder which lay near the vineyard and placed it against a strong supporting pillar. ‘If you hold it from this side, I’ll have the branches tied to the crossbeams in no time,’ he said.

Чой ҳам бир чекада қолиб кетди, Сайид Қосим-йигитча, қўлу-нафаси титраганича, ишком тагида ётган нарвонни турғизиб, ишкомнинг пухтароқ бир ходасига тирадию:
- Мана бу тарафдан ушлаб турсангиз, мен дарровгина токни тараб ташлай, - деди.