But it - another. Justice has prevailed: he any more did not know repentance. He simply considered that has arrived
incorrectly. Unfairly.
And here at that very moment, when he has understood that the repentance and a pain have released it, the new aperture
seemed in a wall. But also the aperture was this time another: it as if was shone from within; it was shone by paints,
uncertainty and... Freedom.
It stood, opershis about a wall, spin hair of drop to it on the person; the acute dark eyes he peered into an aperture, but saw
nothing - well, it is one more trick of Rooms of Death. Without turning around, but knowing that she looks at it, he has asked:
You think, it really freedom?
Grejs still considered it, trying to get used that its life is again connected with Fair. She doubted that it has changed strongly,
but that has changed, was true. Also it is true, as that once as Iwo has changed.
If it is freedom why you do not see it? And why you do not try to catch?
TH it is not assured that is worthy it.
This new feeling... He did not test neither alarms for the life, nor pleasures of that it at last can be rescued. But for the first
time he has not been assured, whether it is fair.
TH has killed the wife, - suddenly he has understood that more never names it by name, - and after all it also, as well as I,
was innocent, also thirsted for freedom, and now should be with me. On the other hand, - as he passionlessly continued to
argue, and in a voice was not neither a grief, nor pleasure, pity, - I here for what did not make, and for murder of the wife I
should incur other punishment, or, at least, during other time.
She has noticed that he speaks about it as if not it has lost mind and has forced Odri to die, as if not he said that it and her
life belong to it as if not it has brought favourite in a victim... To whom?
He spoke so as if it happens with other person; these Events and a pain did not interest it more. Everything that had now
values - whether it was fair. He knew that is not present. But has told: