She was silent for a little, thinking of herself, of her own grief in her family, and all at once, with an impulsive movement, she raised her head and clasped her hands with an imploring gesture.

" But wait a little! You are a Christian.

Think of her! What will become of her, if you cast her off?" "I have thought, Darya Alexandrovna, I have thought a great deal," said Alexey Alexandrovitch.

His face turned red in patches, and his dim eyes looked straight before him.