But he looked calmly into her eyes, and declared in a firm voice: "There is nothing bad in what we're doing, and there's not going to be.
And yet the prison is awaiting us all.

You may as well know it." Her hands trembled.

"Maybe God will grant you escape somehow," she said with sunken voice.
"No," said the son kindly, but decidedly.

"I cannot lie to you.

We will not escape." He smiled.