Leo Tolstoy

“ Nekhludoff burst out.
“I see,” said the prosecutor, and, raising his eyes, looked intently at Nekhludoff. “Has her case been tried?”
“She was tried yesterday and sentenced to four years’ penal servitude. The conviction was irregular; she is innocent.”
“I see. If she has only been sentenced yesterday,” said the prosecutor without paying attention to Nekhludoff’s declaration about her innocence, “then she will be detained until final judgment in the place where she is now. The jail is open to visitors on certain days only. I advise you to apply there.” ”

“ Nekhludoff said angrily.
“I have the honor to salute you,” said the prosecutor, bowing, evidently desiring to rid himself of the strange visitor.
“Who was the man that just left your room?” asked one of the judges who entered the prosecutor’s cabinet after Nekhludoff had left.
“Nekhludoff. You know, the one who made such strange suggestions in the Krasnopersk town council. Just imagine, he is on the jury, and among the prisoners there was a woman, or girl, who was sentenced to penal servitude, and who, he says, was deceived by him. And now he wishes to marry her.”
“It is impossible!” ”

“ And how strangely excited he was!”
“There is something wrong with our young men.”
“He is not so very young.”
“What a bore your famous Ivasheukoff is, my dear! He wins his cases by tiring us out—­there is no end to his talking.” ”