She spoke sometimes to us of her husband and her children.

She was not greedy, nor patriotic, neither vain nor humble, neither egoistic nor unselfish.

She was simply reliable.
Or there was the tall gaunt Sister, intensely religious and serious.
She was regarded by all of us as an excellent woman, but of course we did not like her.
One would say to another: "Sister K----, what an excellent worker!" "Yes.

How she works!" "Splendid! Splendid!" When owing to the illness of her old mother she was compelled to return to Petrograd what relief we all felt! How gay was our supper the night of her departure! There was something very childish at the heart of all of us.
Of the young gentlemen from Petrograd I remember only three.

The family name of one was Ivanoff, but he was always known to the Otriad as Goga, a pet diminutive of George.