"Get up! Davidov is dead!"
Some of them awoke; several figures rose from the beds; angry voices were raised, asking questions.
Kapendiukhin climbed up into the loft and said in a tone of amazement:
"It is a fact; he is dead, although he is still warm." It was quiet now. Jikharev crossed himself, and wrapping himself round in his blanket, said:
"Well, he is in the Kingdom of Heaven now!" Some one suggested:
"Let us carry him into the vestibule."
Kapendiukhin climbed down from the loft and glanced through the window.
"Let him lie where he is till the morning; he never hurt any one while he was alive."
Pavl, hiding his head under the pillow, sobbed.
But Sitanov did not even wake!