But that is another thing....

Never forget too that behind every Russian's simplicity there is always his Ideal--his secret Ideal, perhaps, that he keeps like an ikon sacred in his heart.
Yes, of every Russian, even of the worst of us, that is true.

And it complicates our lives, delivers us to our enemies, defeats all our worldly aims, renders us helpless at the moment when we should be most strong.

But it is good, before God, that it should be so...." He suddenly sprang up and stood before me.

"To-morrow I shall think otherwise--and yet this is part of the truth that I have told you....
And your Englishman?
I like him ...