What do you say to this, my friends ?" But they were silent.

And having burst into good-natured laughter--What quiet roommates I have! I undressed slowly and gave myself to peaceful sleep.

In my dream I saw another majestic prison, and wonderful jailers with white wings on their backs, and the Chief Warden of the prison himself.

I do not remember whether there were any little windows in the doors or not, but I think there were.

I recall that something like an angel's eye was fixed upon me with tender attention and love.