It's true he loves her, and she loves him.

But marry?
No, they are not going to marry! She'd want to, but Pavel--he can't! He doesn't want to!" "See how you are!" said the mother quietly, and she fixed her eyes sadly and musingly on the Little Russian's face.

"You see how you are! You offer up your own selves!" "Pavel is a rare man!" the Little Russian uttered in a low voice.

"He is a man of iron!" "Now he sits in prison," continued the mother reflectively.

"It's awful, it's terrible! It's not as it used to be before! Life altogether is not as it used to be, and the terror is different from the old terror.