The first apartment behind the entrance doors was a large vaulted

room with iron bars to the small windows. In this room, which was

called the meeting-room, Nekhludoff was startled by the sight of

a large picture of the Crucifixion.

"What's that for?" he thought, his mind involuntarily connecting

the subject of the picture with liberation and not with

He went on, slowly letting the hurrying visitors pass before, and

experiencing a mingled feeling of horror at the evil-doers locked