"And as to Pavel, you need not worry about him.

He'll come out of prison a still better man.

The prison is our place of rest and study--things we have no time for when we are at large.

I was in prison three times, and each time, although I got scant pleasure, I certainly derived benefit for my heart and mind." "You breathe with difficulty," she said, looking affectionately at his open face.
"There are special reasons for that," he replied, raising his finger.
"So the matter's settled, granny?
Yes?
To-morrow we'll deliver the matter to you--and the wheels that grind the centuried darkness to destruction will again start a-rolling.

Long live free speech! And long live a mother's heart! And in the meantime, good-by." "Good-by," said Samoylov, giving her a vigorous handshake.