window-sill--the rain-soaked, shadowy, purple vista of an avenue
of lime-trees, with a damp garden path lit up by the clear,
slanting beams of the sun, and then suddenly heard the joyous
sounds of bird life in the garden, and seen insects flying to and
fro at the open window, and glittering in the sunlight, and smelt
the fragrance of the rain-washed air, and thought to yourself,
"Am I not ashamed to be lying in bed on such an evening as this?"
and, leaping joyously to your feet, gone out into the garden and
revelled in all that welter of life? If you have, then you can
imagine for yourself the overpowering sensation which was then
possessing me.

III

DREAMS

"To-day I will make my confession and purge myself of every sin,"
I thought to myself. "Nor will I ever commit another one." At
this point I recalled all the peccadilloes which most troubled my
conscience. "I will go to church regularly every Sunday, as well
as read the Gospel at the close of every hour throughout the day.
What is more, I will set aside, out of the cheque which I shall
receive each month after I have gone to the University, two-and-
a-half roubles" (a tenth of my monthly allowance) "for people who
are poor but not exactly beggars, yet without letting any one
know anything about it. Yes, I will begin to look out for people
like that--orphans or old women--at once, yet never tell a soul
what I am doing for them.

"Also, I will have a room here of my very own (St. Jerome's,