Five minutes passed. He still paced up and down the room in silence, not looking at her. At last he went up to her; eyes glittered. He put his two hands on her shoulders and looked straight into her tearful face. His eyes were hard, feverish, and piercing, his lips were twitching. All at once he bent down quickly and dropping to the ground, kissed her foot. Sonia drew back from him as from a madman. He certainly looked like a madman.
