monk and his conversations with him. It was clear to him now that
he was mad.

Neither of them knew why they dressed and went into the dining-room:
she in front and he following her. There they found Yegor Semyonitch
standing in his dressing-gown and with a candle in his hand. He was
staying with them, and had been awakened by Tanya's sobs.

"Don't be frightened, Andryusha," Tanya was saying, shivering as
though in a fever; "don't be frightened. . . . Father, it will all
pass over . . . it will all pass over. . . ."

Kovrin was too much agitated to speak. He wanted to say to his
father-in-law in a playful tone: "Congratulate me; it appears I
have gone out of my mind"; but he could only move his lips and smile
bitterly.

At nine o'clock in the morning they put on his jacket and fur coat,
wrapped him up in a shawl, and took him in a carriage to a doctor.

VIII

Summer had come again, and the doctor advised their going into the
country. Kovrin had recovered; he had left off seeing the black
monk, and he had only to get up his strength. Staying at his
father-in-law's, he drank a great deal of milk, worked for only two
hours out of the twenty-four, and neither smoked nor drank wine.

On the evening before Elijah's Day they had an evening service in
the house. When the deacon was handing the priest the censer the