Soldiers bent over him, lifted him up and carried him on, and he struggled faintly in their arms.

Why did he not cry?
He must have forgotten even that he had a voice.
And again the little yellow lanterns became motionless.
"And I, Musechka," said Tanya Kovalchuk mournfully, "must I go alone?
We lived together, and now--" "Tanechka, dearest--" But Tsiganok took her part heatedly.
Holding her by the hand, as though fearing that some one would take her away from him, he said quickly, in a business-like manner, to Tanya: "Ah, young lady, you can go alone! You are a pure soul--you can go alone wherever you please! But I--I can't! A murderer!...

Understand?
I can't go alone! Where are you going, you murderer?
they will ask me.

Why, I even stole horses, by God! But with her it is just as if--just as if I were with an infant, understand?
Do you understand me ?" "I do.Go.Come, let me kiss you once more, Musechka." "Kiss! Kiss each other!" urged Tsiganok.

"That's a woman's job! You must bid each other a hearty good-by!" Musya and Tsiganok moved forward.