"when i observed that it was all the same whether one died among trees or in front of a blank brick wall, as here, and that it was not worth making any fuss over a fortnight, he agreed at once. but he insisted that the good air at pavlofsk and the greenness would certainly cause a physical change for the better, and that my excitement, and my dreams, would be perhaps relieved. i remarked to him, with a smile, that he spoke like a materialist, and he answered that he had always been one.