In Martha Kritts's house for me really waited. I even had an impression that to me were glad. Evening has appeared very
pleasant.
In this house was atmofera rest, a cosiness and any sincere heat. It was felt that Ronen not only in a related way is adhered to
the woman who has replaced to it mother, but also really it loves. There was between them even something bolshee, than simply
love. There was deeply realised respect. No, I could not to present for one instant that this clever, kind and unusually charming
man could kill, moreover in such a way. I would not like to pass to at all any questions planned by me. As we spoke about things
much more interesting and ennobled, than to what I should return the interlocutors. Besides I understood that conversation on
mother hardly will give to Ronenu pleasure.