You find it very hard to live, but you alone are to blame for it! You alone! "Now Balaam's she-ass has also started to talk!" said the old man, laughing.

"Well! what will be next ?" "You are very proud of your wisdom, papa." "And what else ?" "That isn't good; and it pains me greatly.

Why do you repulse me?
You know that, save you, I have no one." Tears leaped to her eyes; her father noticed them, and his face quivered.
"If you were not a girl!" he exclaimed.

"If you had as much brains as Marfa Poosadnitza, for instance.

Eh, Lubov?
Then I'd laugh at everybody, and at Foma.