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 behold! there was only Vasya's little cap to be seen swimming on the water. You know since then Feklista has not been right in her mind: she goes and lies down at the place where he was drowned; she lies down, brothers, and sings a song—you remember Vasya was always singing a song like that—so she sings it too, and weeps and weeps, and bitterly rails against God.' 'Here is Pavlusha coming,' said Fedya. Pavel came up to the fire with a full pot in his hand. 'Boys,' he began, after a short silence, 'something bad happened.' 'Oh, what?' asked Kostya hurriedly. 'I heard Vasya's voice.' They all seemed to shudder. 'What do you mean? what do you mean?' stammered Kostya. 'I don't know. Only I went to stoop down to the water; suddenly I hear my name called in Vasya's voice, as though it came from below water: "Pavlusha, Pavlusha, come here." I came away. But I fetched the water, though.' 'Ah, God have mercy upon us!' said the boys, crossing themselves. 'It was the water-spirit calling you, Pavel,' said Fedya; 'we were just talking of Vasya.'

'Ah, it's a bad omen,' said Ilyusha, deliberately. 'Well, never mind, don't bother about it,' Pavel declared stoutly, and he sat down again; 'no one can escape his fate.'