If I see something to laugh at, I laugh openly.

I am stupid!" "What makes you speak that way ?" said the woman, reproachfully, and adjusting her dress, she accidentally stroked Foma's hand, in which he held his hat.

This made him look at his wrist and smile joyously and confusedly.
"You will surely be present at the dinner, won't you ?" asked Medinskaya.
"Yes." "And tomorrow at the meeting in my house ?" "Without fail!" "And perhaps sometime you will drop in, simply on a visit, wouldn't you ?" "I--I thank you! I'll come!" "I must thank you for the promise." They became silent.

In the air soared the reverently soft voice of the bishop, who recited the prayer expressively, outstretching his hand over the place where the corner-stone of the house was laid: "May neither the wind, nor water, nor anything else bring harm unto it; may it be completed in thy benevolence, and free all those that are to live in it from all kinds of calumny." "How rich and beautiful our prayers are, are they not ?" asked Medinskaya.
"Yes," said Foma, shortly, without understanding her words and feeling that he was blushing again.
"They will always be opponents of our commercial interests," Mayakin whispered loudly and convincingly, standing beside the city mayor, not far from Foma.

"What is it to them?
All they want is somehow to deserve the approval of the newspaper.