"Tickets! Like a circus!"
All the people now showed signs of a dull excitement, an uneasy passion. They began to behave more freely, and hummed and disputed with the watchman.
Sitting down on the bench, Sizov mumbled something to the mother.
"What is it?" asked the mother.
"Oh, nothing—the people are fools! They know nothing; they live groping about and groping about."
The bellman rang; somebody announced indifferently:
"The session has begun!"
Again all arose, and again, in the same order, the judges filed in and sat down; then the prisoners were led in.
"Pay attention!" whispered Sizov; "the prosecuting attorney is going to speak."
The mother craned her neck and extended her whole body. She yielded anew to expectation of the horrible.