I want to shake hands with you.

Upon my word, I understand how hard it is for you!" "Wait!" said the Little Russian without looking at them, shaking his head, and tearing himself away from their grasp.

When he succeeded in freeing his right hand from the mother's, Pavel caught it, pressing it vigorously and wringing it.
"And you mean to tell me you killed that man ?" said the mother.

"No, YOU didn't do it! If I saw it with my own eyes I wouldn't believe it." "Stop, Andrey! Mother is right.

This thing is beyond our judgment." With one hand pressing Andrey's, Pavel laid the other on his shoulder, as if wishing to stop the tremor in his tall body.