"I am very sorry to have made you travel so far," said he.

‘I am a friend who can do little for you,’ said Nicholas, kindly. ‘How came you here?’

And one of the soldiers, his face all at once distorted with fury, struck Vereshchagin on the head with the blunt side of his saber.

‘Tim,’ said Charles and Ned together, ‘pray, Tim, pray now, don’t.’

"What is it, dear?"