It didn't hurt me, but it seemed to have grown shorter." He looked at his hand obliquely and said: "All my life, I suppose, I won't be able to wash off that dirty stain from it." "If only your heart is pure, my dear boy!" the mother said softly, bursting into tears.
"I don't regard myself as guilty; no, I don't!" said the Little Russian firmly.

"But it's disgust.

It disgusts me to carry such dirt inside of me.

I had no need of it.

It wasn't called for." "What do you think of doing ?" asked Pavel, giving him a suspicious look.
"What am I going to do ?" the Little Russian repeated thoughtfully, drooping his head.