Goodbye!" "God be with you!" When Foma came out of the room he heard that the old man gave a slow, loud yawn, and then began to hum in a rather hoarse bass: "Open for us the doors of mercy.

Oh blessed Virgin Mary!" Foma carried away with him from the old man a double feeling.

Shchurov pleased him and at the same time was repulsive to him.
He recalled the old man's words about sin, thought of the power of his faith in the mercy of the Lord, and the old man aroused in Foma a feeling akin to respect.
"He, too, speaks of life; he knows his sins; but does not weep over them, does not complain of them.

He has sinned--and he is willing to stand the consequences.Yes.And she ?" He recalled Medinskaya, and his heart contracted with pain.
"And she is repenting.

It is hard to tell whether she does it purposely, in order to hide from justice, or whether her heart is really aching.
'Who, but the Lord,' says he, 'is to judge me ?' That's how it is." It seemed to Foma that he envied Anany, and the youth hastened to recall Shchurov's attempts to swindle him.