SAVVA. From Vologda. The town itself. ... I live there.

FEDYA. And where is this Vologda?

TIHON. The other side of Moscow. ...

FEDYA. Well, well, well. ... You have come a long way, old man! On
foot?

SAVVA. On foot, young man. I've been to Tihon of the Don, and I'm
going to the Holy Hills. [Note: On the Donetz, south-east of
Kharkov; a monastery containing a miraculous ikon.] ... From there,
if God wills it, to Odessa. ... They say you can get to Jerusalem
cheap from there, for twenty-ones roubles, they say. ...

FEDYA. And have you been to Moscow?

SAVVA. Rather! Five times. ...

FEDYA. Is it a good town? [Smokes] Well-standing?

Sews. There are many holy places there, young man. ... Where there
are many holy places it's always a good town. ...

BORTSOV. [Goes up to the counter, to TIHON] Once more, please!
For the sake of Christ, give it to me!

FEDYA. The chief thing about a town is that it should be clean. If
it's dusty, it must be watered; if it's dirty, it must be cleaned.
There ought to be big houses ... a theatre ... police ... cabs,