The Little Russian, bending his head to one side, listened to the powerful roar, and shaking himself, said: "I am not going to work." "Nor I," said Pavel.
"I'll go to the bath house," said the Little Russian, smiling.

He got ready in silence and walked off, sullen and low-spirited.
The mother followed him with a compassionate look.
"Say what you please, Pasha, I cannot believe him! And even if I did believe him, I wouldn't lay any blame on him.

No, I would not.

I know it's sinful to kill a man; I believe in God and in the Lord Jesus Christ, but still I don't think Andrey guilty.

I'm sorry for Isay.
He's such a tiny bit of a manikin.