Perhaps
it is the devil?"
A painful feeling of fear fell on the youth; he shuddered and
hastily looked around. The street was deserted and quiet; the dark
windows of the houses stared dimly into the dark of night, and
along the walls and fences Foma's shadow followed him.
"Driver!" he cried out aloud, quickening his steps. The shadow
started and crawled after him, frightened, black, silent. It seemed
to Foma that there was a cold breath behind him, and that something
huge, invisible, and terrible was overtaking him. Frightened, he
almost ran to meet the cab, which appeared noisily from the
darkness, and when he seated himself in the cab, he dared not look
back, though he wished to do so.
CHAPTER VII
ABOUT a week passed since Foma spoke to Medinskaya. And her image
stood fixedly before Foma by night and by day, awakening in his
heart a gnawing feeling of anxiety. He longed to go to her, and was
so much afflicted over her that even his bones were aching from the
desire of his heart to be near her again. But he was sternly
silent; he frowned and did not care to yield to this desire,
industriously occupying himself with his affairs and provoking in
himself a feeling of anger against the woman.
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