I have to earn my living, I have to work.

Don't I?
Well, then, I'll carry dinners to the factory.

Yes, I'll manage it!" Pressing her hands to her bosom, she gave hurried assurances that she would carry out her mission well and escape detection.

Finally she exclaimed in triumph: "They'll find out--Pavel Vlasov is away, but his arm reaches out even from jail.

They'll find out!" All three became animated.