I consider her good, therefore she is good." There was great emotion in Foma's voice.

Ookhtishchev looked at him and said thoughtfully: "You are a queer man, I must confess." "I am a simple man--a savage.

I have given him a thrashing and now I feel jolly, and as to the result, let come what will.' "I am afraid that it will result in something bad.

Do you know--to be frank, in return for your frankness--I also like you, although--Mm! It is rather dangerous to be with you.

Such a knightly temper may come over you and one may get a thrashing at your hands." "How so?
This was but the first time.