I'm thinking of all of
you. You overcome the evil in the world--overcome it absolutely."
"We shall be victorious, because we are with the working people,"
said Sofya with assurance. "Our power to work, our faith in the
victory of truth we obtain from you, from the people; and the people
is the inexhaustible source of spiritual and physical strength. In
the people are vested all possibilities, and with them everything is
attainable. It's necessary only to arouse their consciousness,
their soul, the great soul of a child, who is not given the liberty
to grow." She spoke softly and simply, and looked pensively before
her down the winding depths of the road, where a bright haze was
quivering.
Sofya's words awakened a complex feeling in the mother's heart. For
some reason she felt sorry for her. Her pity, however, was not
offensive; not bred of familiarity. She marveled that here was a
lady walking on foot and carrying a dangerous burden on her back.
"Who's going to reward you for your labors?"
Sofya answered the mother's thought with pride:
"We are already rewarded for everything. We have found a life that
satisfies us; we live broadly and fully, with all the power of our
souls.
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