Eh! and so I've taken to drink.

I feel that I'll be ruined.

Well, that's the only way open to me!" "Fool!" said Foma with contempt.

"Why did you want to make your way among men?
You should have kept away from them, to the right.

Standing aside, you might have seen where your place was among them, and then gone right to the point!" "I don't understand your words." The little man shook his close-cropped, angular head.
Foma laughed, self-satisfied.
"Is it for you to understand it ?" "No; do you know, I think that he whom God decreed--" "Not God, but man arranges life!" Foma blurted out, and was even himself astonished at the audacity of his words.