But his voice sounded soft and calm in her ears.

She looked askance at his face, once, and a second time.

It was earnest and serious.
"Do you really wish to teach me to read ?" she asked with an involuntary smile.
"Why not ?" he responded.

"Try! If you once knew how to read, it will come back to you easily.

'If no miracle it's no ill, and if a miracle better still!'" "But they say that one does not become a saint by looking at a sacred image!" "Eh," said the Little Russian, nodding his head.