SAVVA
You'll lie if you tell it here.
KONDRATY (heatedly, with tears)
Shame, Mr. Tropinin! Shame! Shame! Why do you insult me? Is it because you saw me lying in the puddle? It's a sin, a shame!
SAVVA (perplexed)
What's the matter with you?
KONDRATY
Do you think I am going to lie on a day like this? Miss Olympiada, you at least ought to know—Good God! Good God! Why, Christ has just arisen! Do you understand?
[The crowd increases. Some cast glances at the group with the two monks before they pass on.
LIPA (excitedly)
Father Kondraty—
KONDRATY (beating his breast)
Do you understand? I have lived all my life like a scoundrel, so why, why did God do this with me? Do you understand, Miss Olympiada? Do you understand? Eh?
SAVVA (perplexed)
Talk sense. Stop blubbering.
KONDRATY (waving his hand)
I am not angry with you. I bear you no grudge. Who are you that I should bear any resentment against you?