feet mingled with the voices and now and then a laugh. When

turning, on the landing, Maslova saw her enemy, Botchkova, in

front, and pointed out her angry face to Theodosia. At the bottom

of the stairs the women stopped talking. Bowing and crossing

themselves, they entered the empty church, which glistened with

gilding. Crowding and pushing one another, they took their places

After the women came the men condemned to banishment, those

serving their term in the prison, and those exiled by their