Do you see the ship?
That is mine.

It's a pity that you don't know about ships--you would have laughed for joy at the sight of such a beautiful ship! Why is he silent, Mariet?
You had better tell him." ABBOT--Prayers?
In what language?
Have you, perhaps, discovered a new language in which prayers reach God?
Oh, Haggart, Haggart! He weeps, covering his face with his hands.

Haggart, alarmed, asks: "You are crying, abbot ?" "Look, Gart, he is crying.

Father never cried.

I am afraid, Gart." The abbot stops crying.