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Yet the words in no way surprised Felitzata, for he had often before remarked, before retiring to rest: "Some day we shall all of us have to die."
"Be silent! No nonsense! Do you blame yourself rather than sing your own praises. And in that vision you may hear the man of God cry: 'Felitzata, go you forth and do that which one who shall meet you may request you to perform! And, having gone forth, you may find the man of God to be the monk whom we have spoken of." "A-a-ah!" the woman drawled with an air of being about to say something more.
So much is this the case that in spring even the cats forbear to squall save in crushed and subdued accents. The only local person to sing is Felitzata; and even she does so only when she is drunk.
I may tell you that on one occasion two young merchants took her, stripped her stark naked, and drove her in their carriage down Zhitnaia Street, with themselves sitting on the seats of the vehicle, and Felitzata standing upright between them yes, in a state of nudity! Thereafter they beat her almost to death."
"Come, fool!" "You see " "Have I, this time, abused you?" "No, but " "I have an idea that the man of God will be holding a crook." "Of course," assented Felitzata. Similarly, on another occasion, did I hear Antipa mutter confidentially to his companion: "The fact that all his sayings are so simple is not a favourable sign.
Never did Felitzata say for certain who the boy's father had been, but at least it was known to me that in vague terms she had designated two men as such the one a young "survey student," and the other a merchant by name Viporotkov, a man notorious to the whole town as a most turbulent rake and bully.
"God, who created all things, alone knows everything." Whereafter the pair whispered together awhile. Then Felitzata disappeared as suddenly as she had come, leaving the old man sitting motionless. At length he heaved a profound sigh, and muttered to himself. "Into that Eve's ears be there poured the poison of the asp!... Yet pardon me, Oh God! Yea, pardon me!"
Softly there next presents herself before the window Felitzata, a woman of about forty with a hawk-like gleam in her coldly civil eyes, and a pair of handsome lips compressed into a covert smile. She is well known throughout the suburb, and once had a son, Nilushka, who was the local "God's fool."
That day Felitzata had dinner, and then departed on business of her own; and when she returned in the evening, she was astonished to find that her son was still asleep. Next, on looking closer at him, she perceived that he was dead.
For, you see, they do not harmonise with the affair in its entirety in such a connection words should be mysterious, and so, able to be interpreted in more than one way, seeing that the more meanings words possess, the more are those words respected and heeded by mankind." "Why so?" queried Felitzata. "Why so?" re-echoed Vologonov irritably.
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