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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Witch, et. al by Anton Chekhov: "Your honour . . ." Lytchkov began, and burst into tears. "Show
the Divine mercy, protect me . . . my son makes my life a misery
. . . your honour. . ."
Lytchkov the son walked up, too; he, too, was bareheaded and had
a stick in his hand; he stopped and fixed his drunken senseless
eyes on the verandah.
"It is not my business to settle your affairs," said the
engineer. "Go to the rural captain or the police officer."
"I have been everywhere. . . . I have lodged a petition . . ."
said Lytchkov the father, and he sobbed. "Where can I go now? He
can kill me now, it seems. He can do anything. Is that the way to
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