All of you--Nikolay Ivanovich,
all the people of the cause of truth--are also side by side.
Suddenly people have become kin--I understand all--the words I don't
understand; but everything else I understand, everything!"
"That's how it is," Liudmila said. "That's how."
The mother put her hand on Liudmila's breast, pressing her; she spoke
almost in a whisper, as if herself meditating upon the words she spoke.
"Children go through the world; that's what I understand; children
go into the world, over all the earth, from everywhere toward one
thing. The best hearts go; people of honest minds; they relentlessly
attack all evil, all darkness. They go, they trample falsehood with
heavy feet, understanding everything, justifying everybody--justifying
everybody, they go. Young, strong, they carry their power, their
invincible power, all toward one thing--toward justice. They go to
conquer all human misery, they arm themselves to wipe away misfortune
from the face of the earth; they go to subdue what is monstrous, and
they will subdue it. We will kindle a new sun, somebody told me; and
they will kindle it. We will create one heart in life, we will unite
all the severed hearts into one--and they will unite them.
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