"Yes, I have prayed, and I do pray for you every day. But please do not speak lightly of that."
Lavrétzky began to assure Liza, that such a thing had never entered his head, that he entertained a profound respect for all convictions; then he entered upon a discussion of religion, its significance in the history of mankind, the significance of Christianity....
"One must be a Christian,"—said Liza, not without a certain effort:—"not in order to understand heavenly things ... yonder ... earthly things, but because every man must die."
Lavrétzky, with involuntary surprise, raised his eyes to Liza's, and encountered her glance.
"What a word you have uttered!"—said he.
"The word is not mine,"—she replied.
"It is not yours.... But why do you speak of death?"
"I do not know. I often think about it."
"Often?"