On Saturdays, all Alyosha's friends went home to their families. But Alyosha stayed at school. He felt lonely without his parents. On Sundays and on holidays he was alone all the time. Then he read the books from the headmaster's small library. Alyosha liked fairy tales and stories about noble knights.
He knew much about many famous knights. He liked to imagine himself in a knight's castle or in a dark forest.
The school had a large yard with a wooden fence. Alyosha always played there. He liked to come up to the fence. The boy often looked through the round holes in the fence. Alyosha hoped to see a good fairy in the street some day. He wanted to get from her a toy or a letter from his mother and father. But he never saw any fairy.
During his walks in the yard Alyosha also liked to feed the hens. They lived in a small hen-house near the fence. The hens played and ran all day. Alyosha knew them all by name and often gave them small pieces of bread. He was fond of a black hen called Blacky. She liked him too. Blacky even let him touch her. Alyosha kept the best pieces of bread for her. Blacky was a nice and quiet hen. She didn't fight with the other hens. She liked to play with Alyosha more than with other hens.
It was a warm day in winter. Alyosha came out into the yard to play. The headmaster and his wife were very busy that day.
"We have a very important guest today. It's the inspector of schools," the headmaster told Alyosha. "I'm going to buy meat and cheese and fruit for dinner."
And the headmaster went away. Alyosha helped to decorate the house. Then he decided to play in the yard. First he came up to the fence and looked through a hole. There was no one in the street. Then the boy went to his hens. Suddenly he saw the cook with a big knife. He didn't like the cook. She was an unkind woman with a loud voice. She was always angry.
"She's going to catch a hen. It's terrible! But there's nothing I can do. I can't help my friends now," Alyosha thought.
He ran away.
"Alyosha, Alyosha, help me catch a hen!" shouted the cook.
But Alyosha ran faster. Then he hid behind the hen-house. The tears from his eyes started falling on the ground.
Alyosha stood behind the henhouse long. The cook still tried to catch a hen. Suddenly the boy's heart started beating harder. He heard the voice of his dear Blacky. He must help her! Alyosha ran up to the cook.
"Please, don't touch my Blacky!" he cried.
Blacky flew up to the roof of the hen-house.
The cook was angry. She wanted to tell the headmaster about Alyosha. But he came up to her and said: