Vodky

The said Timofei is a gentleman who annually builds unto himself on the icy roadside above mentioned, half-way between Cronstadt and St. Petersburg, and right in the line of traffic, a small cabin, wherefrom he dispenses everything known to the Russian mind in the form of stimulant, from vodky at two kopeks the glass, to Pommery Sec at eight roubles a bottle.

Over the table hung a lamp with an embroidered shade brightly lighting up the arrangements for tea underneath, a bottle of vodky, cold refreshments, and the brick walls hung with eikons and pictures.[…]At the moment when Nikita came in from the stable she was pouring out some vodky into a thick glass and offering it to Vassili.[…]Now the smell of vodky, especially then when he was half dead with cold, troubled Nikita seriously.

They would like a glass of vodky before dinner.[…][Exit Katya, as soon as the three have entered; returns immediately with a bottle of vodky and liqueur glasses on a tray.] […]Here is vodky, boys.[…]Katya will give you a glass of vodky.