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Your way?-- I do not know, smart guy, depends on you, therefore you at us... You See, the sir,
When the son divine on a cross has been crucified and has died, it has descended from a cross directly
In a hell also has released all sinners who suffered. The hell about that also has moaned,
What more, thought, to it anybody will not come now, sinners. Also has told
Grandees, managers, main judges and rich men, also will be filled as
Precisely, as was for ever and ever, till that time while again I will come ". It
Precisely, it was such word...
-- National legend, perfectly well! it left, Andrey!
-- And so, the sir for whom the hell is nominated, - it Andrey left, - and you
At us, the sir, it one as the small child... So we esteem you... And though
You are irascible, the sir, it is, but for your naivetit the Lord will forgive.
-- And you, you will forgive me, Andrey?
-- To me that you to forgive, you to me have made nothing.
-- No, for everything, for all you one, here now, now, here, on road, You will forgive me for all? Speak, soul of the commoner!
-- Oh, the sir! it you and to carry, strange any your conversation...
But Mitja has not caught. He frenziedly prayed and wildly whispered about itself.
-- My God, accept me in all my lawlessness, but do not judge me. Pass
By without your court... Do not judge, because I have condemned myself; do not judge,
Because I love you, My God! it itself, and I love you: to a hell you will send, and
I will love there, and I will shout therefrom that I love you for ever and ever... But
Your beam... For I love the tsarina of my soul. I like and should love.
You see me only. I will ride, I will fall before it: the rights you that by me
Has passed... Farewell also forget your victim, do not disturb itself never!
-- The wet! - Andrey has shouted, indicating forward a whip. Through a pale gloom
Space. The village Wet was in two thousand souls, but in this hour it it already
Slept, and only here and there from a gloom rare sparks flashed still.
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