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Updated: May 29, 2025
I hear such a roaring, resonant and joyous, like the festive peal of the bells of all the churches of the world." She had arrived at what she desired. Liudmila's face flashed in amazement. Her lips quivered; and one after the other large transparent tears dropped from her dull eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
She quickly turned around and walked back. The mother called "Good-by" after her. Within a few minutes she sat all frozen through at the stove in Liudmila's little room. Her hostess, Liudmila, in a black dress girded up with a strap, slowly paced up and down the room, filling it with a rustle and the sound of her commanding voice.
The mother felt that Liudmila chilled her joy by her restraint; and the stubborn desire suddenly arose in her to pour into that obstinate soul enveloped in misery her own fire, to burn her, too, let her, too, sound in unison with her own heart full of joy. She took Liudmila's hands and pressed them powerfully.
The stillness in the room soon calmed the mother, and noticing Liudmila's mood she asked guiltily and softly: "Maybe I said something that wasn't quite right?" Liudmila quickly turned around and looked at her as if in fright. "It's all right," she said rapidly, stretching out her hand to the mother as if desiring to arrest something. "But we'll not speak about it any more.
I respect him highly. He's sort of dry, although good and even, if you please, sometimes soft; but not sufficiently human it seems to me we're being followed. Come, let's part. Don't enter Liudmila's place if you think a spy is after you." "I know," said the mother. Sasha, however, persistently added: "Don't enter. In that case, come to me. Good-by for the present."
Nobody comes to me for any other reason." Something strange seemed to be in Liudmila's voice. The mother looked in her face. Liudmila smiled with the corners of her thin lips, her dull eyes gleamed behind her glasses. Turning her glance aside, the mother handed her the speech of Pavel. "Here. They ask you to print it at once." And she began to tell of Nikolay's preparations for the arrest.
Suddenly people have become kin I understand all the words I don't understand; but everything else I understand, everything!" "That's how it is," Liudmila said. "That's how." The mother put her hand on Liudmila's breast, pressing her; she spoke almost in a whisper, as if herself meditating upon the words she spoke.
At the door was heard a rustle and Liudmila's voice. "They sit in the darkness and whisper. Where is the knob?" The room trembled and suddenly became filled with a white, unfriendly light. In the middle of the room stood Liudmila, all black, tall, straight, and serious. Yegor transferred his glance to her, and making a great effort to move his body, raised his hand to his breast.
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