Occasionally hatred sounded in his words; and when his mother heard its bitter, harsh accents she shook her head, frightened, and asked in a low voice: "Is it so, Pasha ?" "It is so!" he answered firmly.

And he told her about people who wanted the good of men, and who sowed truth among them; and because of this the enemies of life hunted them down like beasts, thrust them into prisons, and exiled them, and set them to hard labor.
"I have seen such people!" he exclaimed passionately.

"They are the best people on earth!" These people filled the mother with terror, and she wanted to ask her son: "Is it so, Pasha ?" But she hesitated, and leaning back she listened to the stories of people incomprehensible to her, who taught her son to speak and think words and thoughts so dangerous to him.

Finally she said: "It will soon be daylight.

You ought to go to bed.