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Updated: May 8, 2025
That same evening when Egorka left with Grisha, his mother suddenly missed him. She shouted a long time and cursed and threatened; but as there was no response she became frightened. "Perhaps he's been drowned," she thought. She ran among her neighbours, wailing and lamenting. "My boy's gone. I can't find him anywhere. I simply don't know where else to look.
"Is ea id, ejus, ejus, ejus!" shouted Grisha, skipping along the avenue. "And some one else too! Papa, of course!" cried Levin, stopping at the entrance of the avenue. "Kitty, don't come down the steep staircase, go round." But Levin had been mistaken in taking the person sitting in the carriage for the old prince.
The dew fell on Egorka's feet, and its kisses gave him joy. The quiet children surrounded Egorka and Grisha and, all joining hands in one broad ring, carried the two boys with them in a swiftly moving dance. "My dear angels," shouted Egorka, twirling and rejoicing, "you have bright little faces, you have clean little eyes, you have white little hands, you have light little feet!
Now Grisha would have liked to pick up a bit of glass that was lying at his feet and gleaming like a lamp, but he is afraid that his hand will be slapped again. "My respects to you!" Grisha hears suddenly, almost above his ear, a loud thick voice, and he sees a tall man with bright buttons. To his great delight, this man gives nurse his hand, stops, and begins talking to her.
Egorka got down on his knees and whispered as he kissed Grisha's feet: "I pray to you angels with all my strength." "Then follow me," said Grisha. Light hands descended on Egorka's shoulders and lifted him from the grass. Egorka followed Grisha obediently to the blue paradise of his quiet eyes. A peaceful valley opened before him and the quiet children played in it.
Dolly had not time to get up to go and meet her husband, when from the window of the room below, where Grisha was having his lesson, Levin leaped out and helped Grisha out after him. "It's Stiva!" Levin shouted from under the balcony. "We've finished, Dolly, don't be afraid!" he added, and started running like a boy to meet the carriage.
Kirsha walked up to him and, indicating the cemetery with a movement of his head, asked: "Is he alive? Has he awakened?" "Yes," said Grisha. "Egorushka is sighing in his grave; he's just awakened." Kirsha ran home to his father and repeated to him Grisha's words. "We must make haste," said Trirodov. He again experienced an agitation with which he had been long familiar.
As he stood there in the quiet of the enclosure, Grisha felt himself drawn by the fragrance of the lilies of the valley, no less innocent than he, the quiet, blue-eyed Grisha.
Sonya is asleep. Alyosha is snoring beside her. With their heads to the others' feet, sleep Grisha and Anya. The cook's son, Andrey too, has managed to snuggle in beside them. Near them lie the kopecks, that have lost their power till the next game. Good-night! IT had been a long business.
At last he regained his feet, despite the weight of the chains, which rattled loudly whenever they struck the floor. Instead of the laughter and amusement which I had expected on entering the store-room, I felt my heart beating and overcome. Grisha continued for some time in this state of religious ecstasy as he improvised prayers and repeated again and yet again, "Lord, have mercy upon me!"
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