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The Englishman asked if the young man had long been ill. Theinspector said that he was taken ill in the morning, but that theold man had long been suffering with pains in the stomach, butcould not be removed, as the infirmary had been overfilled for along time. The Englishman shook his head disapprovingly, said hewould like to say a few words to these people, asking Nekhludoffto interpret. It turned out that besides studying the places ofexile and the prisons of Siberia, the Englishman had anotherobject in view, that of preaching salvation through faith and bythe redemption.

The postoffice was a lowvaulted room. Several officials satbehind a counter serving the people, of whom there was quite acrowd. One official sat with his head bent to one side and keptstamping the envelopes, which he slipped dexterously under thestamp. Nekhludoff had not long to wait. As soon as he had givenhis name, everything that had come for him by post was at oncehanded to him. There was a good deal: letters, and money, andbooks, and the last number of Fatherland Notes. Nekhludoff tookall these things to a wooden bench, on which a soldier with abook in his hand sat waiting for something, took the seat by hisside, and began sorting the letters. Among them was oneregistered letter in a fine envelope, with a distinctly stampedbright red seal. He broke the seal, and seeing a letter fromSelenin and some official paper inside the envelope, he felt theblood rush to his face, and his heart stood still. It was theanswer to Katusha's petition. What would that answer be?Nekhludoff glanced hurriedly through the letter, written in anillegibly small, hard, and cramped hand, and breathed a sigh ofrelief. The answer was a favourable one.

He rose and made a few steps to meet her, and her face appearedhard and unpleasant to him. It was again as it had been at thetime when she reproached him. She flushed and turned pale, herfingers nervously twisting a corner of her jacket. She looked upat him, then cast down her eyes.

He rose and made a few steps to meet her, and her face appearedhard and unpleasant to him. It was again as it had been at thetime when she reproached him. She flushed and turned pale, herfingers nervously twisting a corner of her jacket. She looked upat him, then cast down her eyes.

She interrupted him hurriedly. "What have I to consider? WhereValdemar Simonson goes, there I shall follow." In spite of theexcitement she was in she raised her eyes to Nekhludoff's andpronounced these words quickly and distinctly, as if she hadprepared what she had to say.

Am I to go?" she asked, noticing that the Englishman waswaiting.

There were more than 20 who could.

Nekhludoff was ready to go, but saw that the Englishman wasnoting something down, and did not disturb him, but sat down on awooden seat by the wall, and suddenly a feeling of terribleweariness came over him. It was not a sleepless night that hadtired him, not the journey, not the excitement, but he feltterribly tired of living. He leaned against the back of thebench, shut his eyes and in a moment fell into a deep, heavysleep.

Well, would you like to look round the cells now?" the inspectorasked.

Yes, of course," Nekhludoff began. "He is a splendid man, and Ithink"

The same thing happened in the second cell. There was the samefoul air, the same icon hanging between the windows, the same tubto the left of the door, and they were all lying side by sideclose to one another, and jumped up in the same manner and stoodstretched full length with their arms by their sides, all butthree, two of whom sat up and one remained lying, and did noteven look at the newcomers; these three were also ill. TheEnglishman made the same speech and again gave away two books.

What a good woman you are," he said.

A splendid boy," said Nekhludoff, as he looked at the littlefatty lying asleep on his stomach.

Is she not pretty? She's only two years old, you know."

When they had passed the anteroom and the sickening, stinkingcorridor, the Englishman and Nekhludoff, accompanied by theinspector, entered the first cell, where those sentenced to hardlabour were confined. The beds took up the middle of the cell andthe prisoners were all in bed. There were about 70 of them. Whenthe visitors entered all the prisoners jumped up and stood besidethe beds, excepting two, a young man who was in a state of highfever, and an old man who did nothing but groan.

She got over her emotion and quietly told him all she knew.Kryltzoff was very weak and had been sent into the infirmary.Mary Pavlovna was very anxious, and had asked to be allowed to goto the infirmary as a nurse, but could not get the permission.

I good?" she said through her tears, and a pathetic smile lit upher face.

He has not set foot here for a fortnight," muttered a voice.

She said just what he had been telling himself a few momentsbefore, but he no longer thought so now and felt verydifferently. He was not only ashamed, but felt sorry to lose allhe was losing with her. "I did not expect this," he said.

He rose and made a few steps to meet her, and her face appearedhard and unpleasant to him. It was again as it had been at thetime when she reproached him. She flushed and turned pale, herfingers nervously twisting a corner of her jacket. She looked upat him, then cast down her eyes.

The Englishman took several bound Testaments out of a hangbag,and many strong hands with their hard, black nails stretched outfrom beneath the coarse shirtsleeves towards him. He gave awaytwo Testaments in this cell.

You have done so much for me as it is. If it had not been foryou" She wished to say more, but her voice trembled.

Are you ready?" the Englishman asked.

That's good. You see, an English traveller has just arrivedhere. He is studying the question of transportation and examiningthe prisons of Siberia. Well, he is dining with us tonight, andyou come and meet him. We dine at five, and my wife expectspunctuality. Then I shall also give you an answer what to doabout that woman, and perhaps it may be possible to leave someone behind with the sick prisoner."

She said just what he had been telling himself a few momentsbefore, but he no longer thought so now and felt verydifferently. He was not only ashamed, but felt sorry to lose allhe was losing with her. "I did not expect this," he said.

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