[Women of Suiga] approach, cross themselves, bow down to earth. I hear, "You are dying, Frosya, an angelic soul. You stood by the right... You had compassion on us and our kids... Oh, Lord! be merciful on Your servant Eufrosiniya. Give her an easy death... Forgive us, Frosya, our sins. We'll never forget to remember you in our prayers.
["But it's a shame for a woman to be buried in a man's disguise," came home to me, "and we have brought you everything to cere for the grave..."
They inserted a lit up wax candle in my hand. When leaving each of them put some kind of "woman's outfit" at the bed-head and some food on the bench...
I was alone again. Alone in the whole hut. But for some reason I felt better; I understood that I was not completely alone in the settlement. For all those women being almost complete strangers for me came to take leave of me! For they have promised to pray for me! And I am not alone in the whole world too! Probably my Mother is alive? Probably she is praying for me somewhere?]