"Yes, he's found such a book! And you, what do you think about that?"
"I, you see," said Pavel, thoughtfully, "I've never thought much about it. I never go to church."
"And I do think about it, I think a lot about it, and I cannot understand how God endures it all!"
And they began to talk again, short, disconnected sentences, and they remained absorbed in their conversation till an attendant came up to them and said severely to Lunev:
"Why are you hiding here? eh?"
"I'm not hiding."
"Don't you see all the visitors are gone?"
"I didn't notice. Good-bye Pavel—give Jakov a look up."
"Now then, get on—get on!"
"Come again soon, for God's sake!" implored Gratschev.