He had an unpleasant recollection of what had taken place in the court, but of that he could not think--he was unable to recall it.

And death by hanging he could not picture to himself at all.
Although Yanson had been condemned to death, there were many others similarly sentenced, and he was not regarded as an important criminal.
They spoke to him accordingly, with neither fear nor respect, just as they would speak to prisoners who were not to be executed.

The warden, on learning of the verdict, said to him: "Well, my friend, they've hanged you!" "When are they going to hang me ?" asked Yanson distrustfully.

The warden meditated a moment.
"Well, you'll have to wait--until they can get together a whole party.

It isn't worth bothering for one man, especially for a man like you.