I imagined that it was not Pavlenkov at all beside me, but Vasiltsev - and I heard his dear voice so clearly and distinctly. I know, I know very well, that he would approve of me; he would be delighted to see me. And suddenly everything appeared to me so clearly; my whole future life unfolded before me, as if on a map. I will go to Siberia, I will be there among the exiled, I will console them, serve them, forward their letters home.