Let me go!" They became silent.

Now Yurochka looked through the leaves and saw that the officer embraced and kissed mamma.

Then they spoke of something, but he understood nothing; he heard nothing; he suddenly forgot the meaning of words.

And he even forgot the words which he knew and used before.
He remembered but one word, "Mamma," and he whispered it uninterruptedly with his dry lips, but that word sounded so terrible, more terrible than anything.

And in order not to exclaim it against his will, Yura covered his mouth with both hands, one upon the other, and thus remained until the officer and mamma went out of the arbour.
When Yura came into the room where the people were playing cards, the serious, bald-headed man was scolding papa for something, brandishing the chalk, talking, shouting, saying that father did not act as he should have acted, that what he had done was impossible, that only bad people did such things, that the old man would never again play with father, and so on.