It was even asserted afterwards when people recalled it, that she had had tears in her eyes.

The service was over at last, and our chief priest, Father Pavel, came out to deliver a solemn sermon.

We liked his sermons and thought very highly of them.

We used even to try to persuade him to print them, but he never could make up his mind to.

On this occasion the sermon was a particularly long one.
And behold, during the sermon a lady drove up to the church in an old fashioned hired droshky, that is, one in which the lady could only sit sideways, holding on to the driver's sash, shaking at every jolt like a blade of grass in the breeze.