VI + 

It was a long autumn evening. On the other side of the wall were the wind and the rain. + 

How wearily, how indifferently the lamp flared! Volodya, propping himself up on his elbow, leant his whole body over to the left and looked at the white wall and at the white window-blinds. + 

The pale flowers were almost invisible on the wallpaper⁠ ⁠… the wall was a melancholy white.⁠ ⁠… + 

The shaded lamp subdued the bright glare of light. The entire upper portion of the room was twilit. + 

Volodya lifted his right arm. A long, faintly outlined, confused shadow crept across the shaded wall. + 

It was the shadow of an angel, flying heavenward from a depraved and afflicted world; it was a translucent shadow, spreading its broad wings and reposing its bowed head sadly upon its breast. + 

Would not the angel, with his gentle hands, carry away with him something significant yet despised of this world? + 

Volodya sighed. He let his arm fall languidly. He let his depressed eyes rest on his books. + 

It was a long autumn evening.⁠ ⁠… The wall was a melancholy white.⁠ ⁠… On the other side of the wall something wept and rustled. + 