“There, among your own kind, that is the world for you. I left you safely bestowed with your brother, the Bear asleep, the priest fled into the forest. Could you not have been satisfied with that?” His question was almost plaintive. “No,” said Vasya. “I am going on. I will see the world beyond this forest, and I will not count the cost.” A silence. Then he laughed, softly and unwillingly. “Well done, Vasilisa Petrovna. I have never been gainsaid in my own house before.” It is high time, then, she thought, though she did not say it aloud.
