...He could barely stand when a new, even greater weight fell on his back. Staggering, he slowly put his feet together. His breath was taken away from the strain and smoke, and his eyes were almost popping out of their sockets. Only one thought was beating in his head: "To reach, to save!" ...

...Nestor came, took out of the fire and carried both burdens — the Russian chronicle and the living human soul. He thanked God for saving both of them.…