Well, if it turns out to be Siberia, he will go and you will follow him. That’s so, isn’t it? And if so, you’ll need the money. You’ll need it for him, do you understand? Giving it to you is the same as my giving it to him.
Mother, whatever happens, whatever you hear about me, whatever you are told about me, will you always love me as you do now?
He knelt down in the middle of the square, bowed down to the earth, and kissed that filthy earth with bliss and rapture. He got up and bowed down a second time. “He’s smashed,” a youth near him observed.