It pleased her to have an older man come to her son and speak to him just as if he were confessing to him.

But Pavel seemed to treat the guest too curtly, and the mother, to introduce a softer element, asked Rybin: "Maybe you'll have something to eat." "Thank you, mother! I've had my supper already.

So then, Pavel, you think that life does not go as it should ?" Pavel arose and began to pace the room, folding his hands behind his back.
"It goes all right," he said.

"Just now, for instance, it has brought you here to me with an open heart.

We who work our whole life long--it unites us gradually and more and more every day.