Nadia，whowaskneelinginprayer，arose。“Look，look！“saidhe。
“TheTartars！“shewhispered。
ItwasindeedtheEmir’sadvance-guard，passingrapidlyalongtheroadtoIrkutsk。
“Theyshallnotpreventmefromburyinghim！“saidMichael。Andhecontinuedhiswork。
Soon，thebodyofNicholas，thehandscrossedonthebreast，waslaidinthegrave。MichaelandNadia，kneeling，prayedalasttimeforthepoorfellow，inoffensiveandgood，whohadpaidforhisdevotiontowardsthemwithhislife。