Fomalistenedtothesonganddirectedhisfootstepstowardit，onthewharf。Therehenoticedthatthecarriers，formedintworows，wererollingoutofthesteamer\'sholdhugebarrelsofsaltedfish。Dirty，cladinredblouses，unfastenedatthecollar，withmittensontheirhands，witharmsbaretotheelbow，theystoodoverthehold，and，merrilyjesting，withfacesanimatedbytoil，theypulledtheropes，alltogether，keepingtimetotheirsong。Andfromtheholdrangoutthehigh，laughingvoiceoftheinvisibleleader：
\"ButforourpeasantthroatsThereisnotenoughvodka。\"
Andthecompany，likeonehugepairoflungs，heavedforthloudlyandinunison：
\"Oh，dubinushka，heave-ho！\"
Fomafeltpleasedandenviousashelookedatthiswork，whichwasasharmoniousasmusic。Theslovenlyfacesofthecarriersbeamedwithsmiles，theworkwaseasy，itwentonsmoothly，andtheleaderofthechoruswasinhisbestvein。Fomathoughtthatitwouldbefinetoworkthusinunison，withgoodcomrades，tothetuneofacheerfulsong，togettiredfromworktodrinkaglassofvodkaandeatfatcabbagesoup，preparedbythestout，sprightlymatronofthecompany。
\"Quicker，boys，quicker！\"rangoutbesidehimsomeone\'sunpleasant，hoarsevoice。
Fomaturnedaround。Astoutman，withanenormouspaunch，tappedontheboardsofthelandingbridgewithhiscane，ashelookedatthecarrierswithhissmalleyesandsaid：
\"Bawllessandworkfaster。\"
Hisfaceandneckwerecoveredwithperspiration；hewipeditoffeverynowandthenwithhislefthandandbreathedheavily，asthoughheweregoinguphill。
Fomacastatthemanahostilelookandthought：
\"Othersareworkingandheissweating。AndIamstillworsethanhe。I\'mlikeacrowonthefence，goodfornothing。\"
Fromeachandeveryimpressionthereimmediatelystoodoutinhismindthepainfulthoughtofhisunfitnessforlife。Everythingthatattractedhisattentioncontainedsomethingoffensivetohim，andthissomethingfelllikeabrickuponhisbreast。Atonesideofhim，bythefreightscales，stoodtwosailors，andoneofthem，asquare-built，red-facedfellow，wastellingtheother：
\"Astheyrushedonmeitbeganforfair，mydearchap！Therewerefourofthem——Iwasalone！ButIdidn\'tgiveintothem，becauseIsawthattheywouldbeatmetodeath！Evenaramwillkickoutifyoufleeceitalive。HowItoremyselfawayfromthem！Theyallrolledawayindifferentdirections。\"
\"Butyoucameinforasounddrubbingallthesame？\"inquiredtheothersailor。
\"Ofcourse！Icaughtit。Iswallowedaboutfiveblows。Butwhat\'sthedifference？Theydidn\'tkillme。Well，thankGodforit！\"
\"Certainly。\"
\"Tothestern，devils，tothestern，I\'mtellingyou！\"roaredtheperspiringmaninaferociousvoiceattwocarrierswhowererollingabarreloffishalongthedeck。
\"Whatareyouyellingfor？\"Fomaturnedtohimsternly，ashehadstartedattheshout。
\"Isthatanyofyourbusiness？\"askedtheperspiringman，castingaglanceatFoma。
\"Itismybusiness！Thepeopleareworkingandyourfatismeltingaway。Soyouthinkyoumustyellatthem？\"saidFoma，threateningly，movingclosertowardhim。
\"You——youhadbetterkeepyourtemper。\"
Theperspiringmansuddenlyrushedawayfromhisplaceandwentintohisoffice。Fomalookedafterhimandalsowentawayfromthewharf；filledwithadesiretoabusesomeone，todosomething，justtodiverthisthoughtsfromhimselfatleastforashortwhile。Buthisthoughtstookafirmerholdonhim。
\"Thatsailorthere，hetorehimselfaway，andhe\'ssafeandsound！Yes，whileI——\"
IntheeveningheagainwentuptotheMayakins。Theoldmanwasnotathome，andinthedining-roomsatLubovwithherbrother，drinkingtea。OnreachingthedoorFomaheardthehoarsevoiceofTaras：
\"Whatmakesfatherbotherhimselfabouthim？\"
AtthesightofFomahestoppedshort，staringathisfacewithaserious，searchinglook。AnexpressionofagitationwasclearlydepictedonLubov\'sface，andshesaidwithdissatisfactionandatthesametimeapologetically：
\"Ah！Soit\'syou？\"
\"They\'vebeenspeakingofme，\"thoughtFoma，asheseatedhimselfatthetable。Tarasturnedhiseyesawayfromhimandsankdeeperinthearmchair。Therewasanawkwardsilencelastingforaboutaminute，andthispleasedFoma。
\"Areyougoingtothebanquet？\"
\"Whatbanquet？\"
\"Don\'tyouknow？Kononovisgoingtoconsecratehisnewsteamer。
AmasswillbeheldthereandthentheyaregoingtotakeatripuptheVolga。\"
\"Iwasnotinvited，\"saidFoma。
\"Nobodywasinvited。HesimplyannouncedontheExchange：
\'Anybodywhowishestohonourmeiswelcome！
\"Idon\'tcareforit。\"
\"Yes？Buttherewillbeagranddrinkingbout，\"saidLubov，lookingathimaskance。
\"IcandrinkatmyownexpenseifIchoosetodoso。\"
\"Iknow，\"saidLubov，noddingherheadexpressively。
Tarastoyedwithhisteaspoon，turningitbetweenhisfingersandlookingatthemaskance。
\"Andwhere\'smygodfather？\"askedFoma。
\"Hewenttothebank。There\'sameetingoftheboardofdirectorstoday。Electionofofficersistotakeplace。
\"They\'llelecthimagain。\"
\"Ofcourse。\"
Andagaintheconversationbrokeoff。Fomabegantowatchthebrotherandthesister。Havingdroppedthespoon，Tarasslowlydrankhisteainbigsips，andsilentlymovingtheglassovertohissister，smiledtoher。She，too，smiledjoyouslyandhappily，seizedtheglassandbegantorinseitassiduously。Thenherfaceassumedastrainedexpression；sheseemedtoprepareherselfforsomethingandaskedherbrotherinalowvoice，almostreverently：
\"Shallwereturntothebeginningofourconversation？\"
\"Ifyouplease，\"assentedTaras，shortly。
\"Yousaidsomething，butIdidn\'tunderstand。Whatwasit？I
asked：\'Ifallthisis，asyousay，Utopia，ifitisimpossible，dreams，thenwhatishetodowhoisnotsatisfiedwithlifeasitis？\'\"
Thegirlleanedherwholebodytowardherbrother，andhereyes，withstrainedexpectation，stoppedonthecalmfaceofherbrother。Heglancedatherinawearyway，movedaboutinhisseat，and，loweringhishead，saidcalmlyandimpressively：
\"Wemustconsiderfromwhatsourcespringsthatdissatisfactionwithlife。Itseemstomethat，firstofall，itcomesfromtheinabilitytowork；fromthelackofrespectforwork。And，secondly，fromawrongconceptionofone\'sownpowers。Themisfortuneofmostofthepeopleisthattheyconsiderthemselvescapableofdoingmorethantheyreallycan。Andyetonlylittleisrequiredofman：hemustselectforhimselfanoccupationtosuithispowersandmustmasteritaswellaspossible，asattentivelyaspossible。Youmustlovewhatyouaredoing，andthenlabour，beiteversorough，risestotheheightofcreativeness。Achair，madewithlove，willalwaysbeagood，beautifulandsolidchair。Andsoitiswitheverything。ReadSmiles。Haven\'tyoureadhim？Itisaverysensiblebook。Itisasoundbook。ReadLubbock。Ingeneral，rememberthattheEnglishpeopleconstitutethenationmostqualifiedforlabour，whichfactexplainstheirastonishingsuccessinthedomainofindustryandcommerce。Withthemlabourisalmostacult。Theheightofculturestandsalwaysdirectlydependentupontheloveoflabour。
Andthehighertheculturethemoresatisfiedaretherequirementsofman，thefewertheobstaclesontheroadtowardthefurtherdevelopmentofman\'srequirements。Happinessispossible——itisthecompletesatisfactionofrequirements。Thereitis。And，asyousee，man\'shappinessisdependentuponhisrelationtowardhiswork。\"
TarasMayakinspokeslowlyandlaboriously，asthoughitwereunpleasantandtediousforhimtospeak。AndLubov，withknittedbrow，leaningtowardhim，listenedtohiswordswitheagerattentioninhereyes，readytoaccepteverythingandimbibeitintohersoul。
\"Well，andsupposeeverythingisrepulsivetoaman？\"askedFoma，suddenly，inadeepvoice，castingaglanceatTaras\'sface。
\"Butwhat，inparticular，isrepulsivetotheman？\"askedMayakin，calmly，withoutlookingatFoma。
Fomabenthishead，leanedhisarmsagainstthetableandthus，likeabull，wentontoexplainhimself：
\"Nothingpleaseshim——business，work，allpeopleanddeeds。
SupposeIseethatallisdeceit，thatbusinessisnotbusiness，butmerelyaplugthatwepropupwithittheemptinessofoursouls；thatsomework，whileothersonlygiveordersandsweat，butgetmoreforthat。Whyisitso？Eh？\"
\"Icannotgraspyouridea，\"announcedTaras，whenFomapaused，feelingonhimselfLubov\'scontemptuousandangrylook。
\"Youdonotunderstand？\"askedFoma，lookingatTaraswithasmile。\"Well，I\'llputitinthisway：
Amanissailinginaboatontheriver。Theboatmaybegood，butunderitthereisalwaysadepthallthesame。Theboatissound，butifthemanfeelsbeneathhimthisdarkdepth，noboatcansavehim。\"
TaraslookedatFomaindifferentlyandcalmly。Helookedinsilence，andsoftlytappedhisfingersontheedgeofthetable。
Lubovwasuneasilymovingaboutinherchair。Thependulumoftheclocktoldthesecondswithadull，sighingsound。AndFoma\'sheartthrobbedslowlyandpainfully，asthoughconsciousthatherenoonewouldrespondwithawarmwordtoitspainfulperplexity。
\"Workisnotexactlyeverythingforaman，\"saidhe，moretohimselfthantothesepeoplewhohadnofaithinthesincerityofhiswords。\"Itisnottruethatinworkliesjustification。Therearepeoplewhodonotworkatallduringalltheirliveslong，andyettheylivebetterthanthosethatdowork。Howisthat？
Andthetoilers——theyaremerelyunfortunate——horses！Othersrideonthem，theysufferandthat\'sall。ButtheyhavetheirjustificationbeforeGod。Theywillbeasked：\'Towhatpurposedidyoulive？\'Thentheywillsay：\'Wehadnotimetothinkofthat。Weworkedallourlives。\'AndI——whatjustificationhaveI？
Andallthosepeoplewhogiveorders——howwilltheyjustifythemselves？Towhatpurposehavetheylived？Itismyideathateverybodynecessarilyoughttoknow，toknowfirmlywhatheislivingfor。\"
Hebecamesilent，and，tossinghisheadup，exclaimedinaheavyvoice：
\"Canitbethatmanisbornmerelytowork，acquiremoney，buildahouse，begetchildrenand——die？No，lifemeanssomething。Amanisborn，helivesanddies。Whatfor？Itisnecessary，byGod，itisnecessaryforallofustoconsiderwhatwearelivingfor。
Thereisnosenseinourlife。Nosensewhatever！Thenthingsarenotequal，thatcanbeseenatonce。Somearerich——theyhavemoneyenoughforathousandpeople，andtheyliveinidleness。
Othersbendtheirbacksovertheirworkalltheirlives，andyettheyhavenotevenagrosh。Andthedifferenceinpeopleisveryinsignificant。Therearesomethathavenotevenanytrousersandyettheyreasonasthoughtheywereattiredinsilks。\"
Carriedawaybyhisthoughts，Fomawouldhavecontinuedtogivethemutterance，butTarasmovedhisarmchairawayfromthetable，roseandsaidsoftly，withasigh：
\"No，thankyou！Idon\'twantanymore。\"
Fomabrokeoffhisspeechabruptly，shruggedhisshouldersandlookedatLubovwithasmile。
\"Wherehaveyoupickedupsuchphilosophy？\"sheasked，suspiciouslyanddrily。
\"Thatisnotphilosophy。Thatissimplytorture！\"saidFomainanundertone。\"Openyoureyesandlookateverything。Thenyouwillthinksoyourself。\"
\"Bytheway，Luba，turnyourattentiontothefact，\"beganTaras，standingwithhisbacktowardthetableandscrutinizingtheclock，\"thatpessimismisperfectlyforeigntotheAnglo-Saxonrace。ThatwhichtheycallpessimisminSwiftandinByronisonlyaburning，sharpprotestagainsttheimperfectionoflifeandman。Butyoucannotfindamongthemthecold，wellweighedandpassivepessimism。\"
Then，asthoughsuddenlyrecallingFoma，heturnedtohim，claspinghishandsbehindhisback，and，wrigglinghisthigh，said：
\"Youraiseveryimportantquestions，andifyouareseriouslyinterestedinthemyoumustreadbooks。Inthemwillyoufindmanyveryvaluableopinionsastothemeaningoflife。Howaboutyou——doyoureadbooks？\"
\"No！\"repliedFoma，briefly。
\"Ah！\"
\"Idon\'tlikethem。\"
\"Aha！Buttheymightneverthelessbeofsomehelptoyou，\"saidTaras，andasmilepassedacrosshislips。
\"Books？Sincemencannothelpmeinmythoughtsbookscancertainlydonothingforme，\"ejaculatedFoma，morosely。
Hebegantofeelawkwardandwearywiththisindifferentman。Hefeltlikegoingaway，butatthesametimehewishedtotellLubovsomethinginsultingaboutherbrother，andhewaitedtillTaraswouldleavetheroom。Lubovwashedthedishes；herfacewasconcentratedandthoughtful；herhandsmovedlazily。Taraswaspacingtheroom，nowandthenhestoppedshortbeforethesideboardonwhichwasthesilverware，whistled，tappedhisfingersagainstthewindow-panesandexaminedthearticleswithhiseyeshalfshut。Thependulumoftheclockflashedbeneaththeglassdoorofthecaselikesomebroad，grinningface，andmonotonouslytoldtheseconds。WhenFomanoticedthatLubovglancedathimafewtimesquestioningly，withexpectantandhostilelooks，heunderstoodthathewasinherwayandthatshewasimpatientlyexpectinghimtoleave。
\"Iamgoingtostayhereovernight，\"saidhe，withasmile。\"I
mustspeakwithmygodfather。Andthenitisratherlonesomeinmyhousealone。\"
\"ThengoandtellMarfushatomakethebedforyouinthecornerroom，\"Lubovhastenedtoadvisehim。
\"Ishall。\"
Hearoseandwentoutofthedining-room。AndhesoonheardthatTarasaskedhissisteraboutsomethinginalowvoice。
\"Aboutme！\"hethought。Suddenlythiswickedthoughtflashedthroughhismind：\"Itwerebutrighttolistenandhearwhatwisepeoplehavetosay。\"
Helaughedsoftly，and，steppingontiptoe，wentnoiselesslyintotheotherroom，alsoadjoiningthedining-room。Therewasnolightthere，andonlyathinbandoflightfromthedining-room，passingthroughtheuncloseddoor，layonthedarkfloor。Softly，withsinkingheartandmalicioussmile，Fomawalkedupclosetothedoorandstopped。
\"He\'saclumsyfellow，\"saidTaras。
ThencameLubov\'sloweredandhastyspeech：
\"Hewascarousinghereallthetime。Hecarriedondreadfully！Itallstartedsomehowofasudden。Thefirstthinghedidwastothrashtheson-in-lawoftheVice-GovernorattheClub。Papahadtotakethegreatestpainstohushupthescandal，anditwasagoodthingthattheVice-Governor\'sson-in-lawisamanofverybadreputation。Heisacard-sharperandingeneralashadypersonality，yetitcostfathermorethantwothousandroubles。
AndwhilepapawasbusyinghimselfaboutthatscandalFomacameneardrowningawholecompanyontheVolga。\"
\"Ha-ha！Howmonstrous！Andthatsamemanbusieshimselfwithinvestigatingastothemeaningoflife。\"
\"Onanotheroccasionhewascarousingonasteamerwithacompanyofpeoplelikehimself。Suddenlyhesaidtothem：\'PraytoGod！
I\'llflingeveryoneofyouoverboard！\'Heisfrightfullystrong。
Theyscreamed，whilehesaid：\'Iwanttoservemycountry。Iwanttocleartheearthofbasepeople。\'\"
\"Really？That\'sclever！\"
\"He\'saterribleman！Howmanywildprankshehasperpetratedduringtheseyears！Howmuchmoneyhehassquandered！\"
\"And，tellme，onwhatconditionsdoesfathermanagehisaffairsforhim？Doyouknow？\"
\"No，Idon\'t。Hehasafullpowerofattorney。Whydoyouask？\"
\"Simplyso。It\'sasolidbusiness。OfcourseitisconductedinpurelyRussianfashion；inotherwords，itisconductedabominably。Butitisasplendidbusiness，nevertheless。Ifitweremanagedproperlyitwouldbeamostprofitablegoldmine。\"
\"Fomadoesabsolutelynothing。Everythingisinfather\'shands。\"
\"Yes？That\'sfine。\"
\"Doyouknow，sometimesitoccurstomethathisthoughtfulframeofmind——thatthesewordsofhisaresincere，andthathecanbeverydecent。ButIcannotreconcilehisscandalouslifewithhiswordsandarguments。Icannotdoitunderanycircumstances！\"
\"Itisn\'tevenworthwhiletobotheraboutit。Thestriplingandlazybonesseekstojustifyhislaziness。\"
\"No。Yousee，attimesheislikeachild。Hewasparticularlysobefore。\"
\"Well，that\'swhatIhavesaid：he\'sastripling。Isitworthwhiletalkingaboutanignoramusandasavage，whowishestoremainanignoramusandasavage，anddoesnotconcealthefact？
Yousee：hereasonsasthebearinthefablebenttheshafts。\"
\"Youareveryharsh。\"
\"Yes，Iamharsh！Peoplerequirethat。WeRussiansarealldesperatelyloose。Happily，lifeissoarrangedthat，whetherwewillitornot，wegraduallybraceup。Dreamsarefortheladsandmaidens，butforseriouspeoplethereisseriousbusiness。\"
\"SometimesIfeelverysorryforFoma。Whatwillbecomeofhim？\"
\"Thatdoesnotconcernme。Ibelievethatnothinginparticularwillbecomeofhim——neithergoodnorbad。Theinsipidfellowwillsquanderhismoneyaway，andwillberuined。Whatelse？Eh，thedeucetakehim！Suchpeopleasheisarerarenowadays。Nowthemerchantknowsthepowerofeducation。Andhe，thatfoster-
brotherofyours，hewillgotoruin。\"
\"That\'strue，sir！\"saidFoma，openingthedoorandappearingonthethreshold。
Pale，withknittedbrowandquiveringlips，hestaredstraightintoTaras\'sfaceandsaidinadullvoice：\"True！Iwillgotoruinand——amen！Thesoonerthebetter！\"
Lubovsprangupfromthechairwithfrightenedface，andranuptoTaras，whostoodcalmlyinthemiddleoftheroom，withhishandsthrustinhispockets。
\"Foma！Oh！Shame！Youhavebeeneavesdropping。Oh，Foma！\"saidsheinconfusion。
\"Keepquiet，youlamb！\"saidFomatoher。
\"Yes，eavesdroppingiswrong！\"ejaculatedTaras，slowly，withoutliftingfromFomahislookofcontempt。
\"Letitbewrong！\"saidFoma，withawaveofthehand。\"Isitmyfaultthatthetruthcanbelearnedbyeavesdroppingonly？\"
\"Goaway，Foma，please！\"entreatedLubov，pressingclosetoherbrother。
\"Perhapsyouhavesomethingtosaytome？\"askedTaras，calmly。
\"I？\"exclaimedFoma。\"WhatcanIsay？Icannotsayanything。Itisyouwho——you，Ibelieve，knoweverything。\"
\"Youhavenothingthentodiscusswithme？\"askedTarasagain。
\"Iamverypleased。\"
HeturnedsidewaystoFomaandinquiredofLubov：
\"Whatdoyouthink——willfatherreturnsoon？\"
Fomalookedathim，and，feelingsomethingakintorespectfortheman，deliberatelyleftthehouse。Hedidnotfeellikegoingtohisownhugeemptyhouse，whereeachstepofhisawakenedaringingecho，hestrolledalongthestreet，whichwasenvelopedinthemelancholygraytwilightoflateautumn。HethoughtofTarasMayakin。
\"Howsevereheis。Hetakesafterhisfather。Onlyhe\'snotsorestless。He\'salsoacunningrogue，Ithink，whileLubkaregardedhimalmostasasaint。Thatfoolishgirl！Whatasermonhereadtome！Aregularjudge。Andshe——shewaskindtowardme。\"
Butallthesethoughtsstirredinhimnofeelings——neitherhatredtowardTarasnorsympathyforLubov。Hecarriedwithhimsomethingpainfulanduncomfortable，somethingincomprehensibletohim，thatkeptgrowingwithinhisbreast，anditseemedtohimthathisheartwasswollenandwasgnawingasthoughfromanabscess。Hehearkenedtothatunceasingandindomitablepain，noticedthatitwasgrowingmoreandmoreacutefromhourtohour，and，notknowinghowtoallayit，waitedfortheresults。
Thenhisgodfather\'strotterpassedhim。FomasawinthecarriagethesmallfigureofYakovMayakin，buteventhatarousednofeelinginhim。AlamplighterranpastFoma，overtookhim，placedhisladderagainstthelamppostandwentup。Theladdersuddenlyslippedunderhisweight，andhe，claspingthelamppost，cursedloudlyandangrily。AgirljostledFomainthesidewithherbundleandsaid：
\"Excuseme。\"
Heglancedatherandsaidnothing。Thenadrizzlingrainbegantofallfromthesky——tiny，scarcelyvisibledropsofmoistureovercastthelightsofthelanternsandtheshopwindowswithgrayishdust。Thisdustmadehimbreathewithdifficulty。
\"ShallIgotoYozhovandpassthenightthere？Imightdrinkwithhim，\"thoughtFomaandwentawaytoYozhov，nothavingtheslightestdesireeithertoseethefeuilleton-writerortodrinkwithhim。
AtYozhov\'shefoundashaggyfellowsittingonthelounge。Hehadonablouseandgraypantaloons。Hisfacewasswarthy，asthoughsmoked，hiseyeswerelarge，immobileandangry，histhickupperlipwascoveredwithabristle-like，soldiermoustache。Hewassittingonthelounge，withhisfeetclaspedinhishugearmsandhischinrestingonhisknees。Yozhovsatsidewaysinachair，withhislegsthrownacrossthearmofthechair。Amongbooksandnewspapersonthetablestoodabottleofvodkaandtherewasanodourofsomethingsaltyintheroom。
\"Whyareyoutrampingabout？\"YozhovaskedFoma，and，noddingathim，saidtothemanonthelounge：\"Gordyeeff！\"
Themanglancedatthenewcomerandsaidinaharsh，shrillvoice：\"Krasnoshchokov。\"
FomaseatedhimselfonacorneroftheloungeandsaidtoYozhov：
\"Ihavecometostayhereovernight。\"
\"Well？Goon，Vasily。\"
ThelatterglancedatFomaaskanceandwentoninacreakingvoice：
\"Inmyopinion，youareattackingthestupidpeopleinvain。
Masaniellowasafool，butwhathadtobeperformedwasdoneinthebestwaypossible。AndthatWinkelriedwascertainlyafoolalso，andyethadhenotthrusttheimperialspearsintohimselftheSwisswouldhavebeenthrashed。Havetherenotbeenmanyfoolslikethat？Yettheyaretheheroes。Andthecleverpeoplearethecowards。Wheretheyoughttodealtheobstacleablowwithalltheirmighttheystoptoreflect：\'Whatwillcomeofit？
Perhapswemayperishinvain？\'Andtheystandtherelikeposts——
untiltheybreathetheirlast。Andthefoolisbrave！Herushesheadforemostagainstthewall——bang！Ifhisskullbreaks——whatofit？Calves\'headsarenotdear。Andifhemakesacrackinthewallthecleverpeoplewillpickitopenintogates，willpassandcreditthemselveswiththehonour。No，NikolayMatveyich，braveryisagoodthingeventhoughitbewithoutreason。\"
\"Vasily，youaretalkingnonsense！\"saidYozhov，stretchinghishandtowardhim。
\"Ah，ofcourse！\"assentedVasily。\"HowamItosipcabbagesoupwithabastshoe？AndyetIamnotblind。Icansee。Thereisplentyofbrains，butnogoodcomesofit。Duringthetimethecleverpeoplethinkandreflectastohowtoactinthewisestway，thefoolswilldownthem。That\'sall。\"
\"Waitalittle！\"saidYozhov。
\"Ican\'t！Iamondutytoday。Iamratherlateasitis。I\'lldropintomorrow——mayI？\"
\"Come！I\'llgivearoasting！\"
\"That\'sexactlyyourbusiness。\"
Vasilyadjustedhimselfslowly，rosefromthelounge，tookYozhov\'syellow，thinlittlehandinhisbig，swarthypawandpressedit。
\"Goodbye！\"
ThenhenoddedtowardFomaandwentthroughthedoorsideways。
\"Haveyouseen？\"YozhovaskedFoma，pointinghishandatthedoor，behindwhichtheheavyfootstepsstillresounded。
\"Whatsortofamanishe？\"
\"Assistantmachinist，VaskaKrasnoshchokov。Here，takeanexamplefromhim：Attheageoffifteenhebegantostudy，toreadandwrite，andattwenty-eighthehasreadthedevilknowshowmanygoodbooks，andhasmasteredtwolanguagestoperfection。Nowhe\'sgoingabroad。\"
\"Whatfor？\"inquiredFoma。
\"Tostudy。Toseehowpeoplelivethere，whileyoulanguishhere——
whatfor？\"
\"Hespokesensiblyofthefools，\"saidFoma，thoughtfully。
\"Idon\'tknow，forIamnotafool。\"
\"Thatwaswellsaid。Thestupidmanoughttoactatonce。Rushforwardandoverturn。\"
\"There，he\'sbrokenloose！\"exclaimedYozhov。\"YoubettertellmewhetheritistruethatMayakin\'ssonhasreturned？\"
\"Yes。\"
\"Whydoyouask？\"
\"Nothing。\"
\"Icanseebyyourfacethatthereissomething。\"
\"Weknowallabouthisson；we\'veheardabouthim。\"
\"ButIhaveseenhim。\"
\"Well？Whatsortofmanishe？\"
\"Thedevilknowshim！WhathaveItodowithhim？\"
\"Ishelikehisfather？\"
\"He\'sstouter，plumper；thereismoreseriousnessabouthim；heissocold。\"
\"WhichmeansthathewillbeevenworsethanYashka。Well，now，mydear，beonyourguardortheywillsuckyoudry。\"
\"Well，letthemdoit！\"
\"They\'llrobyou。You\'llbecomeapauper。ThatTarasfleecedhisfather-in-lawinYekateringburgsocleverly。\"
\"Lethimfleecemetoo，ifhelikes。Ishallnotsayawordtohimexcept\'thanks。\'\"
\"Youarestillsingingthatsameoldtune？\"
\"Yes。\"
\"Tobesetatliberty。\"
\"Yes。\"
\"Dropit！Whatdoyouwantfreedomfor？Whatwillyoudowithit？
Don\'tyouknowthatyouarenotfitforanything，thatyouareilliterate，thatyoucertainlycannotevensplitalogofwood？
Now，ifIcouldonlyfreemyselffromthenecessityofdrinkingvodkaandeatingbread！\"
Yozhovjumpedtohisfeet，and，stoppinginfrontofFoma，begantospeakinaloudvoice，asthoughdeclaiming：
\"Iwouldgathertogethertheremainsofmywoundedsoul，andtogetherwiththebloodofmyheartIwouldspitthemintothefaceofourintelligentsociety，thedeviltakeit！Iwouldsaytothem：
\'Youinsects，youarethebestsapofmycountry！ThefactofyourexistencehasbeenrepaidbythebloodandthetearsofscoresofgenerationsofRussianpeople。0，younits！Howdearlyyourcountryhaspaidforyou！Whatareyoudoingforitssakeinreturn？Haveyoutransformedthetearsofthepastintopearls？
Whathaveyoucontributedtowardlife？Whathaveyouaccomplished？Youhavepermittedyourselvestobeconquered？Whatareyoudoing？Youpermityourselvestobemocked。\"\'
Hestampedhisfeetwithrage，andsettinghisteethtogetherstaredatFomawithburning，angrylooks，andresembledaninfuriatedwildbeast。
\"Iwouldsaytothem：\'You！Youreasontoomuch，butyouarenotverywise，andyouareutterlypowerless，andyouareallcowards！Yourheartsarefilledupwithmoralityandnobleintentions，buttheyareassoftandwarmasfeatherbeds；thespiritofcreativenesssleepswithinthemaprofoundandcalmsleep，andyourheartsdonotthrob，theymerelyrockslowly，likecradles。\'Dippingmyfingerinthebloodofmyheart，I
wouldsmearupontheirbrowsthebrandsofmyreproaches，andthey，paupersinspirit，miserableintheirself-contentment，theywouldsuffer。Oh，howtheywouldsuffer！Myscourgeissharp，myhandisfirm！AndIlovetoodeeplytohavecompassion！
Theywouldsuffer！Andnowtheydonotsuffer，fortheyspeakoftheirsufferingstoomuch，toooften，andtooloud！Theylie！
Genuinesufferingismute，andgenuinepassionknowsnobounds！
Passions，passions！Whenwilltheyspringupintheheartsofmen？Weareallmiserablebecauseofapathy。\"
Shortofbreathheburstintoafitofcoughing，hecoughedforalongtime，hoppingabouthitherandthither，wavinghishandslikeamadman。AndthenheagainstoppedinfrontofFomawithpalefaceandblood-shoteyes。Hebreathedheavily，hislipstremblednowandthen，displayinghissmall，sharpteeth。
Dishevelled，withhisheadcoveredwithshortheir，helookedlikeaperchjustthrownoutofthewater。ThiswasnotthefirsttimeFomasawhiminsuchastate，and，asalways，hewasinfectedbyhisagitation。Helistenedtothefierywordsofthesmallman，silently，withoutattemptingtounderstandtheirmeaning，havingnodesiretoknowagainstwhomtheyweredirected，absorbingtheirforceonly。Yozhov\'swordsbubbledonlikeboilingwater，andheatedhissoul。
\"Iwillsaytothem，tothosemiserableidlers：
\'Look！Lifegoesonward，leavingyoubehind！\"\'
\"Eh！That\'sfine！\"exclaimedFoma，ecstatically，andbegantomoveaboutonthelounge。\"You\'reahero，Nikolay！Oh！Goahead！
Throwitrightintotheirfaces！\"
ButYozhovwasnotinneedofencouragement，itseemedevenasthoughhehadnotheardatallFoma\'sexclamations，andhewenton：
\"Iknowthelimitationsofmypowers。Iknowthey\'llshoutatme：
\'Holdyourpeace！\'They\'lltellme：\'Keepsilence！\'Theywillsayitwisely，theywillsayitcalmly，mockingme，theywillsayitfromtheheightoftheirmajesty。IknowIamonlyasmallbird，0h，Iamnotanightingale！ComparedwiththemIamanignorantman，Iamonlyafeuilleton-writer，amantoamusethepublic。
Letthemcryandsilenceme，letthemdoit！Ablowwillfallonmycheek，buttheheartwillneverthelesskeeponthrobbing！AndIwillsaytothem：
\"\'Yes，Iamanignorantman！AndmyfirstadvantageoveryouisthatIdonotknowasinglebook-truthdearertomethanaman！
Manistheuniverse，andmayheliveforeverwhocarriesthewholeworldwithinhim！Andyou，\'Iwillsay，\'forthesakeofawordwhich，perhaps，doesnotalwayscontainameaningcomprehensibletoyou，forthesakeofawordyouofteninflictsoresandwoundsononeanother，forthesakeofawordyouspurtoneanotherwithbile，youassaultthesoul。Forthis，believeme，lifewillseverelycallyoutoaccount：astormwillbreakloose，anditwillwhiskandwashyouofftheearth，aswindandrainwhiskandwashthedustoffatreeIThereisinhumanlanguageonlyonewordwhosemeaningisclearanddeartoeverybody，andwhenthatwordispronounced，itsoundsthus：
\'Freedom！\'\"
\"Crushon！\"roaredFoma，jumpingupfromtheloungeandgraspingYozhovbytheshoulders。WithflashingeyeshegazedintoYozhov\'sface，bendingtowardhim，andalmostmoanedwithgriefandaffliction：\"Oh！Nikolay！Mydearfellow，Iammortallysorryforyou！Iammoresorrythanwordscantell！\"
\"What\'sthis？What\'sthematterwithyou？\"criedYozhov，pushinghimaway，amazedandshiftedfromhispositionbyFoma\'sunexpectedoutburstandstrangewords。
\"Oh，brother！\"saidFoma，loweringhisvoice，whichthussoundeddeeper，morepersuasive。\"Oh，livingsoul，whydoyousinktoruin？\"
\"Who？I？Isink？Youlie！\"
\"Mydearboy！Youwillnotsayanythingtoanybody！Thereisnoonetospeakto！Whowilllistentoyou？OnlyI！\"
\"Gotothedevil！\"shoutedYozhov，angrily，jumpingawayfromhimasthoughhehadbeenscorched。
AndFomawenttowardhim，andspokeconvincingly，withintensesorrow：
\"Speak！speaktome！Ishallcarryawayyourwordstotheproperplace。Iunderstandthem。And，ah！howIwillscorchthepeople！
Justwait！Myopportunitywillcome。\"
\"Goaway！\"screamedYozhov，hysterically，squeezinghisbacktothewall，underFoma\'spressure。Perplexed，crushed，andinfuriatedhestoodandwavedoffFoma\'sarmsoutstretchedtowardhim。Andatthistimethedooroftheroomopened，andonthethresholdappearedawomanallinblack。Herfacewasangry-
lookingandexcited，hercheekwastiedupwithakerchief。Shetossedherheadback，stretchedoutherhandtowardYozhovandsaid，inahissingandshrillvoice：
\"NikolayMatveyich！Excuseme，butthisisimpossible！Suchbeast-likehowlingandroaring。Guestseveryday。Thepolicearecoming。No，Ican\'tbearitanylonger！Iamnervous。Pleasevacatethelodgingsto-morrow。Youarenotlivinginadesert，therearepeopleaboutyouhere。Andaneducatedmanatthat！A
writer！Allpeoplerequirerest。Ihaveatoothache。Irequestyoutomovetomorrow。I\'llpasteupanotice，I\'llnotifythepolice。\"
Shespokerapidly，andthemajorityofherwordswerelostinthehissingandwhistlingofhervoice；onlythosewordsweredistinct，whichsheshriekedoutinashrill，irritatedtone。Thecornersofherkerchiefprotrudedonherheadlikesmallhorns，andshookfromthemovementofherjaws。AtthesightofheragitatedandcomicalfigureFomagraduallyretreatedtowardthelounge，whileYozhovstood，andwipinghisforehead，staredatherfixedly，andlistenedtoherwords：
\"Soknowitnow！\"shescreamed，andbehindthedoor，shesaidoncemore：
\"Tomorrow！Whatanoutrage。\"
\"Devil！\"whisperedYozhov，staringdullyatthedoor。
\"Yes！whatawoman！Howstrict！\"saidFoma，lookingathiminamazement，asheseatedhimselfonthelounge。
Yozhov，raisinghisshoulders，walkeduptothetable，pouredoutahalfatea-glassfullofvodka，emptieditandsatdownbythetable，bowinghisheadlow。Therewassilenceforaboutaminute。
ThenFomasaid，timidlyandsoftly：
\"Howitallhappened！Wehadnotimeeventowinkaneye，and，suddenly，suchanoutcome。Ah！\"
\"You！\"saidYozhovinanundertone，tossinguphishead，andstaringatFomaangrilyandwildly。\"Keepquiet！You，thedeviltakeyou。Liedownandsleep！Youmonster。Nightmare。Oh！\"
AndhethreatenedFomawithhisfist。Thenhefilledtheglasswithmorebrandy，andemptieditagain。
AfewminuteslaterFomalayundressedonthelounge，and，withhalf-shuteyes，followedYozhovwhosatbythetableinanawkwardpose。Hestaredatthefloor，andhislipswerequietlymoving。Fomawasastonished，hecouldnotmakeoutwhyYozhovhadbecomeangryathim。Itcouldnotbebecausehehadbeenorderedtomoveout。Foritwashehimselfwhohadbeenshouting。
\"0hdevil！\"whisperedYozhov，andgnashedhisteeth。
Fomaquietlyliftedhisheadfromthepillow。Yozhovdeeplyandnoisilysighing，againstretchedouthishandtowardthebottle。
ThenFomasaidtohimsoftly：
\"Let\'sgotosomehotel。Itisn\'tlateyet。\"
Yozhovlookedathim，and，rubbinghisheadwithhishands，begantolaughstrangely。ThenherosefromhischairandsaidtoFomacurtly：
\"Dressyourself！\"
Andseeinghowclumsilyandslowlyheturnedonthelounge，Yozhovshoutedwithangerandimpatience：
\"Well，bequicker！Youpersonificationofstupidity。Yousymbolicalcart-shaft。\"
\"Don\'tcurse！\"saidFoma，withapeaceablesmile。\"Isitworthwhiletobeangrybecauseawomanhascackled？\"
Yozhovglancedathim，spatandburstintoharshlaughter。
CHAPTERXIII
\"AREallhere？\"askedIlyaYefimovichKononov，standingonthebowofhisnewsteamer，andsurveyingthecrowdofguestswithbeamingeyes。
\"Itseemstobeall！\"
Andraisingupwardhisstout，red，happy-lookingface，heshoutedtothecaptain，whowasalreadystandingonthebridge，besidethespeaking-tube：
\"Castoff，Petrukha！\"
\"Yes，sir！\"
Thecaptainbaredhishuge，baldhead，madethesignofthecross，glancingupatthesky，passedhishandoverhiswide，blackbeard，clearedhisthroat，andgavethecommand：
\"Back！\"
Theguestswatchedthemovementsofthecaptainsilentlyandattentively，and，emulatinghisexample，theyalsobegantocrossthemselves，atwhichperformancetheircapsandhighhatsflashedthroughtheairlikeaflockofblackbirds。
GiveusThyblessing，0hLord！\"exclaimedKononovwithemotion。
\"Letgoastern！Forward！\"orderedthecaptain。Themassive\"IlyaMurometz，\"heavingamightysigh，emittedathickcolumnofwhitesteamtowardthesideofthelanding-bridge，andstartedupstreameasily，likeaswan。
\"Howitstartedoff，\"enthusiasticallyexclaimedcommercialcounsellorLupGrigoryevReznikov，atall，thin，good-lookingman。\"Withoutaquiver！Likealadyinthedance！\"
\"Halfspeed！\"
\"It\'snotaship，it\'saLeviathan！\"remarkedwithadevoutsighthepock-markedandstoopingTrofimZubov，cathedral-wardenandprincipalusurerintown。
Itwasagrayday。Thesky，overcastwithautumnclouds，wasreflectedinthewateroftheriver，thusgivingitacoldleadencolouring。Flashinginthefreshnessofitspaintthesteamersailedalongthemonotonousbackgroundoftheriverlikeahugebrightspot，andtheblacksmokeofitsbreathhungintheairlikeaheavycloud。Allwhite，withpinkpaddle-boxesandbrightredblades，thesteamereasilycutthroughthecoldwaterwithitsbowanddroveitaparttowardtheshores，andtheroundwindow-panesonthesidesofthesteamerandthecabinglitteredbrilliantly，asthoughsmilingaself-satisfied，triumphantsmile。
\"Gentlemenofthishonourablecompany！\"exclaimedKononov，removinghishat，andmakingalowbowtotheguests。\"AswehavenowrendereduntoGod，sotosay，whatisduetoGod，wouldyoupermitthatthemusiciansrendernowuntotheEmperorwhatisduetotheEmperor？\"
And，withoutwaitingforananswerfromhisguests，heplacedhisfisttohismouth，andshouted：
\"Musicians！Play\'BeGlorious！\'\"
Themilitaryorchestra，behindtheengine，thunderedoutthemarch。
AndMakarBobrov，thedirectorandfounderofthelocalcommercialbank，begantohuminapleasantbasso，beatingtimewithhisfingersonhisenormouspaunch：
\"Beglorious，beglorious，ourRussianCzar——tra-rata！Boom！\"
\"Iinviteyoutothetable，gentlemen！Please！Takepot-luck，he，he！Ientreatyouhumbly，\"saidKononov，pushinghimselfthroughthedensegroupofguests。
Therewereaboutthirtyofthem，allsedatemen，thecreamofthelocalmerchants。Theoldermenamongthem，bald-headedandgray，woreold-fashionedfrock-coats，capsandtallboots。Buttherewereonlyfewofthese；highsilkhats，shoesandstylishcoatsreignedsupreme。Theywereallcrowdedonthebowofthesteamer，andlittlebylittle，yieldingtoKononov\'srequests，movedtowardsthesterncoveredwithsailcloth，wherestoodtablesspreadwithlunch。LupReznikovwalkedarminarmwithYakovMayakin，and，bendingovertohisear，whisperedsomethingtohim，whilethelatterlistenedandsmiled。Foma，whohadbeenbroughttothefestivalbyhisgodfather，afterlongadmonitions，foundnocompanionforhimselfamongthesepeoplewhowererepulsivetohim，and，paleandgloomy，heldhimselfapartfromthem。DuringthepasttwodayshehadbeendrinkingheavilywithYozhov，andnowhehadaterribleheadache。Hefeltillateaseinthesedateandyetjollycompany；thehummingofthevoices，thethunderingofthemusicandtheclamourofthesteamer，alltheseirritatedhim。
Hefeltapressingneedtodozeoff，andhecouldfindnorestfromthethoughtastowhyhisgodfatherwassokindtohimtoday，andwhyhebroughthimhitherintothecompanyoftheforemostmerchantsofthetown。Whyhadheurgedsopersuasively，andevenentreatedhimtoattendKononov\'smassandbanquet？
\"Don\'tbefoolish，come！\"Fomarecalledhisgodfather\'sadmonitions。\"Whydoyoufightshyofpeople？Mangetshischaracterfromnature，andinrichesyouarelowerthanveryfew。
Youmustkeepyourselfonanequalfootingwiththeothers。
Come！\"
\"Butwhenareyougoingtospeakseriouslywithme，papa？\"Fomahadasked，watchingtheplayofhisgodfather\'sfaceandgreeneyes。
\"Youmeanaboutsettingyoufreefromthebusiness？Ha，ha！We\'lltalkitover，we\'lltalkitover，myfriend！Whataqueerfellowyouare。Well？Willyouenteramonasterywhenyouhavethrownawayyourwealth？Aftertheexampleofthesaints？Eh？\"
\"I\'llseethen！\"Fomahadanswered。
\"So。Well，andmeanwhile，beforeyougotothemonastery，comealongwithme！Getreadyquickly。Rubyourphizwithsomethingwet，foritisverymuchswollen。Sprinkleyourselfwithcologne，getitfromLubov，todriveawaythesmellofthekabak。Goahead！\"
Arrivingonthesteamerwhilethemasswasinprogress，Fomatookupaplaceonthesideandwatchedthemerchantsduringthewholeservice。
Theystoodinsolemnsilence；theirfaceshadanexpressionofdevoutconcentration；theyprayedwithfervour，deeplysighing，bowinglow，devoutlyliftingtheireyesheavenward。AndFomalookednowatone，nowatanother，andrecalledwhatheknewaboutthem。
TherewasLupReznikov；hehadbegunhiscareerasabrothel-
keeper，andhadbecomerichallofasudden。Theysaidhehadstrangledoneofhisguests，arichSiberian。Zubov\'sbusinessinhisyouthhadbeentopurchasethreadfromthepeasants。Hehadfailedtwice。Kononovhadbeentriedtwentyyearsagoforarson，andevennowhewasindictedfortheseductionofaminor。
Togetherwithhim，forthesecondtimealready，onasimilarcharge，ZakharKirillovRobustovhadbeendraggedtocourt。
Robustovwasastout，shortmerchantwitharoundfaceandcheerfulblueeyes。AmongthesepeopletherewashardlyoneaboutwhomFomadidnotknowsomethingdisgraceful。
AndheknewthattheywereallsurelyenvyingthesuccessfulKononov，whowasconstantlyincreasingthenumberofhissteamersfromyeartoyear。Manyofthosepeoplewereatdaggers\'pointswithoneanother，noneofthemwouldshowmercytotheothersinthebattlefieldofbusiness，andallknewwickedanddishonestthingsaboutoneanother。Butnow，whentheygatheredaroundKononov，whowastriumphantandhappy，theyblendedinonedense，darkmass，andstoodandbreathedasoneman，concentratedandsilent，surroundedbysomethinginvisibleyetfirm，bysomethingwhichrepulsedFomafromthem，andwhichinspiredhimwithfearofthem。
\"Impostors！\"thoughthe，thusencouraginghimself。
Andtheycoughedgently，sighed，crossedthemselves，bowed，and，surroundingtheclergyinathickwall，stoodimmovableandfirm，likebig，blackrocks。
\"Theyarepretending！\"Fomaexclaimedtohimself。Besidehimstoodthehump-backed，one-eyedPavlinGushchin——hewho，notlongbefore，hadturnedthechildrenofhishalf-wittedbrotherintothestreetasbeggars——hestoodthereandwhisperedpenetratinglyashelookedatthegloomyskywithhissingleeye：
\"0hLord！DonotconvictmeinThywrath，norchastisemeinThyindignation。\"
AndFomafeltthatthatmanwasaddressingtheLordwiththemostprofoundandfirmfaithinHismercy。
\"0hLord，Godofourfathers，whohadstcommandedNoah，Thyservant，tobuildanarkforthepreservationoftheworld，\"saidthepriestinhisdeepbassvoice，liftinghiseyesandoutstretchinghishandsskyward，\"protectalsothisvesselandgiveuntoitaguardingangelofgoodandpeace。Guardthosethatwillsailuponit。\"
Themerchantsinunisonmadethesignofthecross，withwideswingsoftheirarms，andalltheirfacesboretheexpressionofonesentiment——faithinthepowerofprayer。AllthesepicturestookrootinFoma\'smemoryandawakenedinhimperplexityastothesepeople，who，beingabletobelievefirmlyinthemercyofGod，were，nevertheless，socrueluntoman。Hewatchedthempersistently，wishingtodetecttheirfraud，toconvincehimselfoftheirfalsehood。
Theirgravefirmnessangeredhim，theirunanimousself-
confidence，theirtriumphantfaces，theirloudvoices，theirlaughter。Theywerealreadyseatedbythetables，coveredwithluncheon，andwerehungrilyadmiringthehugesturgeon，almostthreeyardsinlength，nicelysprinkledoverwithgreensandlargecrabs。TrofimZubov，tyinganapkinaroundhisneck，lookedatthemonsterfishwithhappy，sweetlyhalf-shuteyes，andsaidtohisneighbour，theflourmerchant，YonaYushkov：
\"YonaNikiforich！Look，it\'saregularwhale！It\'sbigenoughtoserveasacasketforyourperson，eh？Ha，ha！Youcouldcreepintoitasafootintoaboot，eh？Ha，ha！\"
Thesmall-bodiedandplumpYonacarefullystretchedouthisshortlittlehandtowardthesilverpailfilledwithfreshcaviar，smackedhislipsgreedily，andsquintedatthebottlesbeforehim，fearinglesthemightoverturnthem。
OppositeKononov，onatrestle，stoodahalf-vedrobarrelofoldvodka，importedfromPoland；inahugesilver-mountedshelllayoysters，andacertainparticolouredcake，intheshapeofatower，stoodoutabovealltheviands。
\"Gentlemen！Ientreatyou！Helpyourselvestowhateveryouplease！\"criedKononov。\"Ihavehereeverythingatoncetosuitthetasteofeveryone。Thereisourown，Russianstuff，andthereisforeign，allatonce！That\'sthebestway！Whowishesanything？Doesanybodywantsnails，orthesecrabs，eh？They\'refromIndia，Iamtold。\"
AndZubovsaidtohisneighbour，Mayakin：
\"Theprayer\'AttheBuildingofaVessel\'isnotsuitableforsteam-tugsandriversteamers，thatis，notthatitisnotsuitable，itisn\'tenoughalone。Ariversteamerisaplaceofpermanentresidenceforthecrew，andthereforeitoughttobeconsideredasahouse。Consequentlyitisnecessarytomaketheprayer\'AttheBuildingofaHouse，\'inadditiontothatforthevessel。Butwhatwillyoudrink？\"
\"Iamnotmuchofawinefiend。Pourmeoutsomecuminvodka，\"
repliedYakovTarasovich。
Foma，seatedattheendofthetableamongsometimidandmodestmenwhowereunfamiliartohim，nowandagainfeltonhimselfthesharpglancesoftheoldman。
\"He\'safraidI\'llmakeascandal，\"thoughtFoma。\"Brethren！\"
roaredthemonstrouslystoutshipbuilderYashchurov，inahoarsevoice，\"Ican\'tdowithoutherring！Imustnecessarilybeginwithherring，that\'smynature。\"
\"Musicians！strikeup\'ThePersianMarch！\"
\"Holdon！Better\'HowGlorious！\'\"
\"Strikeup\'HowGlorious。\"\'