But that same evening, and perhaps it was another evening, he noticed his father crying.

It happened in the following way: He was passing his father's study, and the door was half open; he heard a noise and he looked in quietly--father lay face downward upon his couch and cried aloud.

There was no one else in the room.

Yura went away, turned about in his room and came back--the door was still half open, no one but father was in the room, and he was still sobbing.

If he cried quietly, Yura could understand it, but he sobbed loudly, he moaned in a heavy voice and his teeth were gnashing terribly.