When he had gone, Pavel animatedly said, turning to Andrey: "Did you notice those fellows ?" "Y-yes!" slowly uttered the Little Russian.

"Like clouds in the sunset--thick, dark clouds, moving slowly." "Mikhail!" exclaimed the mother.

"He looks as if he had never been in a factory! A peasant again.

And how formidable he looks!" "I'm sorry you weren't here," said Pavel to Andrey, who was sitting at the table, staring gloomily into his glass of tea.

"You could have seen the play of hearts.