LUBOV: Oh my son's ... I have always scattered money about without holding myself in, like a madwoman, and I married a man who made nothing but debts.
My husband died of champagne -he drank terribly- and to my misfortune, i fell in love with another man and went off with him, and just at that time -it was my first punishment, a blow that hit me right on the head- here, in the river..
my boy was drowned, I went away, quiet away, never to return, never to see this river again..
A sick man wore me out, and my soul dried up. He robbed me of all I had and threw me over and went off with another woman. I tried to poison myself..