their sages that there is no crime, and therefore no sin; there is only
it’s nonsense I’m talking now, let me finish, and you, gentlemen, being
“Not for another man’s death?”
“Yes, it’s nasty here, it’s abominable.”
have knocked him down, so weak was he in body and soul. He got out of the
Mitya remained standing, staring motionless. He suddenly noticed a
But even before I learned to read, I remember first being moved to
copecks. Give them, dear Father, to some one poorer than me. I thought as
“There!” cried Fyodor Pavlovitch, delighted. “Did I not say he was von
in buttoning his big, warm, fur‐trimmed overcoat. Then he began looking at
had utterly forgotten me, I would fling myself on the floor, melt into
“I won’t tell you a lie. Ivan is not in love with Katerina Ivanovna, I
would have put his lawyers, Poles and Jews, on to the job, and might have
purpose,” said Alyosha.
and, suddenly leaning his cheek on his hand despondently, pronounced in a
devil can make you out? He recognizes his vileness and goes on with it!
you now. You listen, but don’t decide. Stand and keep quiet. I won’t tell
jury were, in fact, men of no consequence and of low rank. Except one who
“You’ve said so to yourself many times, when you’ve been alone during
I believe I know why—”
There was room for pity and good‐feeling just because his conscience had
Something surged up from his heart, his soul was quivering, he wanted to
should become a monk, that’s why he did it.”
you till morning? Only till morning, for the last time, in this same
there was a vague look in them, too. Even when he was excited and talking
So her guardian angel stood and wondered what good deed of hers he could
child, and its death, had, as though by special design, been accompanied
left his elder, and, therefore, could not be forgiven without the elder’s
beat a retreat, leaving Smerdyakov his booty. Gentlemen of the jury, I put
who gives evidence against himself, to his own damage! Yes, for I’m a man
three thousand roubles belonging to some one else, and, of course, only
am not like that. It’s a lesson to me.... She is more loving than we....
drive away, she fancied that it must be Dmitri Fyodorovitch knocking
his age.
‘appealing to your sensibilities’—do you remember?”
there were hysterical notes in her voice.
was passing outside the cell, he gauged most of it correctly in his heart,
the Father to whom his former guide, the former sovereign of his heart and
when one does something good and just!”
have come to the vital point. The old man’s lying there now with his skull
“Oh, no, I am not laughing and don’t suppose for a moment that you are
your action then.”
expected. He completely abandoned the child of his marriage with Adelaïda
female relation with a grown‐up son. He brought her straight from Poland
if he has confessed, then why, I ask again, did he not avow the whole
great healer.”
Ivan is superior to all of us. He ought to live, not us. He will recover.”
1.E.
thought in my mind all this current month, so that I was on the point of
worth it, because those tears are unatoned for. They must be atoned for,
left nostril, that’s not my speciality, but go to Vienna, there there’s a
him, but, as it were, eager to be of the utmost service to him. She
later, without Alyosha’s knowing of it, and now, feeling ashamed, he lost
“And it could kill any one?”
“And how do you feel now?”
dog were found and proved to be alive, one might almost fancy the joy
when you were meaning to come here, ‘they propose to destroy everything
gravity.
off with your nose pulled than without a nose at all. As an afflicted
down directly, shall I fall?’ And it was through this fear that I suddenly
But I see I can’t go on like this, partly because some things I did not
that likely? As if that could be, such a thing has never happened. No one
despicable wretch, Fyodor Pavlovitch, too much to have been upset by him
seemed a wretched little place this time. There was a circle on the table,
before to make some other use of it, to give or send it away; he may have
I must mention, by the way, that I was no longer living in my former
believe it, we are eager to believe it, even if only on his word of honor!
be roused. He waked up for five minutes, sent his blessing to the
“Not at all. I remember everything—every detail. I jumped down to look at
who had foreseen this, and purposely brought pencil and paper with him,
concealed the making of that little bag from his household, he must have
The moments of contemplating that animal fear, when the criminal sees that
“I have seen a ball. The year before last, Kuzma Kuzmitch’s son was
good‐natured, kind woman, handsome certainly, but so like other handsome
And, do you know, Dmitri Fyodorovitch, if I had, I wouldn’t give it to
truth. If you are penitent, you love. And if you love you are of God. All
Alyosha walked out into the street reeling. He could have wept as she did.
off, so it bleeds. But that’s only in 30 degrees, in 150 degrees I imagine
turning to Alyosha, his face working with joy, he cried, “Do you hear what
that were crowding within and without the elder’s cell. But he did not pay
multiply your desires.” That is the modern doctrine of the world. In that
“ ‘Quite so,’ some astute people will tell me, ‘but what if they were in
“But do you know, Karamazov, you must admit that you are a little ashamed
punishment that could be imagined, and at the same time to save him and
not drunk, we know for a fact he’s had nothing to drink to‐day, but he
again. That deception will be our suffering, for we shall be forced to
maintained stoutly.
here, ‘You may die,’ said he, ‘but you’ll know perfectly what disease you
shan’t stop it. I told you everything just now, but I didn’t tell you
mystery in Kolya’s suddenly taking it into his head to go to him that day.
Alyosha had not called for four days and he was in haste to go straight to
“Bravo, doctor!” cried Mitya, from his seat, “just so!”
with blood in patches over the pocket in which he had put his
darling, for the cross I have to bear to‐morrow.”
“Everything was on the verge of ruin and my guardian angel saved me,” was
bell ringing? There are people coming.... Now it’s stopped.”
went through the ceremony in the most simple‐hearted and complete manner,
met several persons in the street, who were dead, and that Satan visited
“Ah, how I would like to make friends with your boy!” he cried. “If you
conscience, but nothing is a greater cause of suffering. And behold,
A monk was suddenly commanded by his elder to quit Athos, which he loved
that this might lead to his arrest and prosecution afterwards. But there
had a note in my pocket already. I wrote it at Perhotin’s when I loaded my
buffoons of others. His depravity with women was not simply what it used
favor, drove Ivan to perfect frenzy. Strange to say, until that last scene
despise me? Did he despise me? Tell me, tell me, Alyosha, did he despise
through my mind. That’s what brought it back to me just now. How could I
laughed inwardly. So I was sitting here alone—no, I was laid up then.
request, of the work in its original “Plain Vanilla ASCII” or other form.
false to the fact, and I have determined to stick to the fact.”
packed with the remaining wines and provisions, knowing that they would
preparations to go to Petersburg, with what object he could not himself
water, and that sparingly; if possible not taking food every day, just the
Father Païssy stood over him, waiting resolutely. Father Ferapont paused
filles_, even in them you may discover something that makes you simply
From the neighboring landowners he bought and rented lands which were
female relation with a grown‐up son. He brought her straight from Poland
WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTIBILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE.
pay so much to enter on it. And so I hasten to give back my entrance
together, that’s what is too much for me.”
him in the drawing‐room on purpose. Receiving this amiable greeting, he
dog, who relapsed again into obedient rigidity. The one thing that
Menacing with spear and arrow
capricious to‐day. I am afraid to cross her. Oh, the trouble one has with
“Well, tell me where to begin, give your orders. The existence of God,
“I have a contempt for you?” Alyosha looked at him wondering. “What for? I
hour is not yet come,’ He said, with a soft smile (He must have smiled
humbly at our feet. But that has been our doing. Was this what Thou didst?
much!”
himself that everything had been done and the bread had been crumbled, he
creation. And they will burn in the fire of their own wrath for ever and
absorbed in something—something inward and important—that he was striving
young people commit suicide, without asking themselves Hamlet’s question
This intense expectation on the part of believers displayed with such
Pyotr Ilyitch was simply dumbfounded when he went into the police
“But you are mad,” said Lise, nervously, “to make all this nonsense out of
Fyodor Pavlovitch had the same red bandage which Alyosha had seen.
understand what child he was talking about, and even as though he was
Footnotes
made his way homewards. But his steps became more and more hurried, he
to her in his monastic dress. And that actually took place on the evening
the window and looked out. Mitya instantly slipped away into the shadow.
formidable rival. But he had looked upon him as a remote danger, and
uneasy. He had, moreover, certain higher, even artistic, leanings, towards
why the news of the fresh “miracle” performed by Father Zossima reduced
He looked out of the window at me, half believing and half distrustful,
He looked into their excited rosy faces, and noticed at once that all the
her up and down.
anything stupider than the way Russian boys spend their time one can
you are being sent into the world by your departing elder. Maybe,
spitefully perverse.
monastery then to bring her to her senses. The holy Fathers prayed her
and with it dedicate you to a new life, to a new career.”
it all and you’ll see something.”
clever man of the world of established position can hardly help taking
his own life. “I went in to clear away the samovar and he was hanging on a
Alyosha suddenly felt himself trembling all over.
He was partly impelled to do this by a sore place still left in his heart
kicked him two or three times with his heel in the face. The old man
Fyodorovitch was guilty of a hasty and unjust action—a very ugly action.
fault. Something seemed for the first time to flash upon Mitya’s mind.
dear sir, there’s many a slip twixt the cup and the lip!’ That may be what
that door, and, having accomplished the crime, went out again by the same
short, with the modest triumph of beneficence: “I have promised to save
“As he has spoken now, believe it! I know him. He’ll say anything as a
alone who had persuaded me that his brother Dmitri was a murderer! I said
same week of small‐pox. The old lady, prostrated with grief, welcomed
natural. If any one is asleep and hears a groan he wakes up, annoyed at
Richard, perfectly limp, did nothing but cry and repeat every minute:
Smerdyakov, the valet sent me by my father, in reply to my inquiries, told
such laudable intentions might be received with more attention and
of the sort, the actual manifestation of the feeling was beyond anything
child!’ she cries, holding out her hands to Him. The procession halts, the
it, or would it not, be the proper thing for me to turn Rakitin out for
The seven too was trumped.
her, for they knew that if she saw thousands of roubles overlooked by
suddenly broke off. Alyosha gazed at her in amazement.
aside half the money and sewn it up in a little bag. That’s not his
him and taken the money.’ Then I began groaning with suspense and
been back long?” he added patronizingly, as though encouraging a nervous
“Yes, he summed us up, too,” chimed in another voice. “Do you remember, at
“Good evening,” Maximov ventured blandly on the left. Mitya rushed up to
its center, I will say nothing. I have narrowed my subject on purpose. I
them, Thou didst make it greater than ever! Didst Thou forget that man
forward, gesticulating violently, beckoning to him, obviously afraid to
irreproachably dressed, but his face made a painful impression, on me at
why he was listening, he could not have said. That “action” all his life
but that by to‐morrow morning, if the present remedies were unavailing, he
road,” answered Mitya. “Fenya, get up, don’t kneel to me. Mitya won’t hurt
exclaimed Trifon Borissovitch. “Akim gave you twenty‐five copecks the day
suffused his face. He sat a long time in his place, his head propped on
believe without doubt, and no doubt can possibly enter your soul. This has
mort terrible de votre papa_. But I suddenly heard he’d been here again,
may even jeer spitefully at such people. But however bad we may
keep Alexey Fyodorovitch a minute. He will come back to you at once.”
has been widely circulated through the patronage of the bishop, and has
faintly.
“Mitya! Mitya!” cried Fyodor Pavlovitch hysterically, squeezing out a
house of a general’s widow, a wealthy old lady of good position, who was
how he once cured a paralyzed woman. ‘If my legs were not bad I know a
said. ‘Bring her then, bring her.’ ‘She’s afraid,’ said I; ‘she was
word and the expression of his face?”
least: there was an earthy look in it, a look like a dying man’s. His eyes
rapidity, his wrathful, savage face changed, his tightly compressed lips
with him completely? Why are you so late? I’ve not been simply waiting,
Ilusha did not speak, but he fixed an intent gaze once more on Kolya.
A father corrects his child. To our shame be it said, it is brought into
“Only don’t tease them, please, or you’ll get into another scrape as you
detailed account of their boyhood and youth, but will only mention a few
“Oh, drop mysticism, do!” cried some one else; “think of Ippolit and his
prosecutor knew that the witness was preparing a magazine article on the
“Why are you trying me?” Alyosha cried, with sudden distress. “Will you
“You know nothing about it,” she snapped irritably. “Perhaps she has a
that people mightn’t after that conclude any evil about your feelings and
Alyosha looked at her in silence. Her pale, sallow face was suddenly
“Where did you get the material, that is, the rag in which you sewed the
evenly. Alyosha took a pillow and lay down on the sofa, without
called “the temptation”? And yet if there has ever been on earth a real
Can it be right to confess aloud? It was ordained by the holy Fathers to
exclaimed impulsively, “then let me reveal to you ... though, of course,
Ivan looked down, waited a few seconds and, raising his head, answered,
delusion and not to sink into complete insanity.
unlearned people, who had warmly bidden Him to their poor wedding. ‘Mine
nose to his mouth. The audience, of course, expressed enthusiasm and
will be fun. He can lie somewhere at our feet. Will you lie at our feet,
old one to begin with, and that she had never been trained as a cook. In
advantage or reward there or here, I should, at least, save my skin. And
What does the counsel say. Where are you off to, Alexey Fyodorovitch?”
left a very disagreeable impression on the public; hundreds of
me. He attacked me on purpose, on purpose, I tell you, but I’ll—”
with the money or without it, for I can’t drag on any longer, things have
stop it: the women wept, many of the men wept too, even two important
the bridge? and afterwards we all grew so fond of him. He was a fine boy,
“No, sir.” The landlord seemed disconcerted. “Why should I be looking for
he explained. “From the very first accounts in the newspapers I was struck
smile; “he whistles! Crawl back, little dog!”
kill myself, because I loathe everything! I don’t want to live, because I
Katya calls it. Yes, I did tell her, I remember! It was that time at
Oh, madam, since you are so kind, so touchingly generous to me,” Mitya
that the door at the bottom of it was sometimes, through the negligence of
scaffold in procession behind the prison van. At the scaffold they call to
without hesitation, recognized that it would serve his purpose. So it was
clever man comes to visit him, it would be better still, for then there
cried with sudden warmth.
But before I pass to that story I must say a little of Fyodor Pavlovitch’s
not your old ladies I mean, but ours. We’ve everything you have, I am
Mitya’s wrath flared up. He looked intently at “the boy” and smiled
even that, I can’t expect to understand about God. I acknowledge humbly
the Word, Who died on the Cross, rose up into heaven bearing on His bosom
fumes, to Mitya’s surprise and annoyance, accepted the fact with strange
“There would have been no civilization if they hadn’t invented God.”
“But enough, enough of that unhappy old man; he has paid the penalty. Let
fist against his left palm as though he wanted to show how “the truth”
would save me, in fact ... for a good, I might say an honorable action....
home in a savage and brutal humor, I flew into a rage with my orderly
hesitating a little, but preserving the most courteous manner, on what
Chapter IV. Rebellion
room. The old man rushed to Ivan in terror.
Katerina Ivanovna’s cry: “Your brother is a scoundrel!”
Mokroe they had time to come to an understanding about the present case.
cried in a heartrending voice. Nina, too, broke into sobs. Kolya ran out
face, and clever, observant, narrow brown eyes, and was wearing ordinary
bed. The rascals won’t let us sit in peace after dinner,” he snapped
that the case had become known throughout Russia, but yet we had not
the mystery.”
she liked with. She was an hysterical woman. I saw something of her in
nature. To my thinking, Christ‐like love for men is a miracle impossible
prosecutor explained—“but instead of beating her, he remained there, at
there, little Marya, he he! How would it be if you were to help me make
and how desperate I am!”
was good!”
He was almost choking. He had not been so moved before during the whole
angry with himself. “Don’t take it off ... there’s no need.... Damn it!...
mind what such a resolution meant.
nothing had happened. “A week—yes, I think it was a week ago—Dmitri
Then she takes a towel, wets it with the stuff, and rubs his whole back
“I know it was not I,” he faltered.
God’s truth—of that he had no more doubt than the weeping peasants and the
He uttered the last words in a sort of exaltation.
honor will come simply because he is in a rage or suspicious on account of
I have longed to know you, Karamazov! I’ve long been eager for this
making you suffer, Alyosha, you are not yourself. I’ll leave off if you
intolerable position. But he repelled with indignation the suggestion that
behaving disrespectfully just because I spoke of eating gudgeon, Pyotr
then over the little bridge, and so came straight to the deserted alley at
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“It’s like clouds coming over; the clouds pass and we have music again.
“All right, all right ... speak more intelligibly, don’t hurry; above all,
And taking a pen from the table, Mitya rapidly wrote two lines, folded the
off altogether for five years or, better still, thirty‐five, and without
the opinion of this person here whom I trust absolutely. Don’t go away,”
He went back to sleep, leaving Mitya a lighted lantern. Mitya fussed about
mild sheep—why, I thought she would have knocked me down for that blow.
the soil of the future harmony for somebody else. I want to see with my
design nor artfulness in winning affection. So that the gift of making
in mastering the case and “had studied it to a nicety.” People described
know it all beforehand; I’ve told you so already. You ask for a certain
Satan, with scorched wings, in thunder and lightning. But he is not Satan:
not to take the step, but I foresaw it would be a way out of the
In the four rooms for visitors there were beds. Grushenka settled herself
“Well, am I to stay naked like this?” he added savagely.
‘the wisp of tow,’ told us that he was going to bring him a real mastiff
prosecutor to assume that the money is hidden in some crevice at Mokroe.
That was very long ago, forty years before, when Father Zossima first
And his mouth was simply watering, the beast, not for the widow, but for
wretched. But who can reproach her, who can boast of her favor? Only that
gorgeous cardinal’s robes, as he was the day before, when he was burning
crossed the threshold he stopped, taken aback; he probably fancied he had
the trademark license, especially commercial redistribution.
“I should never dare to tell Grigory Vassilyevitch about the signals
“Forgive me, for goodness’ sake, I had no idea ... besides ... how can you
that, in spite of the protocol I still declare that he’s a scoundrel!” he
know! I must confess, too, that he did a great deal to avoid the fatal
think of the gold‐mines, Dmitri Fyodorovitch?”
terms from this work, or any files containing a part of this work or any
still does not understand how much I am ready to bear for his sake? Why,
beaten by her, for she was a hot‐tempered, bold, dark‐browed, impatient
Frenchman,’ but a stupid Russian shows it in his face just as much. Can’t
“But, Mitya, he won’t give it.”
obviously meant for the man sitting on the sofa. “I wish it, I wish it!
looking round at them all. “Oh, thank you, gentlemen! Oh, in one minute
myself over her and she worried me. I sat watching over her ... and all at
the barest possibility of such an explanation, how can the prisoner be so
been awfully anxious to make sure whether he had broken the old man’s
and obstinate in his expression. He would look at you and listen, seeming
that Varvinsky could be at ease about the indulgence he had shown, which
doesn’t want to?”
the most part he would utter some one strange saying which was a complete
that interview, far from shaking Ivan’s belief in his guilt, positively
whole story, he completely changed his view of her. And strange to say,
boy makes friends with a younger one like that; but that’s a prejudice. If
weak, he did not shout as before. In his words there was a new note of
Our visitors did not take part in the service, but arrived just as it was
his father, he answered precisely that he had tapped that signal, that
“Run, run away from the rails,” the boys cried to Kolya from the bushes,
transfer the powers of their spirit and the warmth of their heart to the
air of stern and severe indignation with the accused, which gave him an
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fasting and great age, Father Ferapont still looked a vigorous old man. He
frowning.
see Grushenka, who had sent Fenya to him early in the morning with an
“That I am sorry to lose God? It’s chemistry, brother, chemistry! There’s
property of two thousand souls, lives in pomp, and domineers over his poor
made so.”
Fyodorovitch, but the man lying the other side of that door, who has
and ostentation. To have dinners, visits, carriages, rank and slaves to
Chapter III. Conversations And Exhortations Of Father Zossima
“I’m not a doctor. I couldn’t decide. I ran away thinking I’d killed him.
to take care of them for her. I heard afterwards, however, that the
Beyond the sage’s sight.
her hope. Forgive me for speaking to you like this,” he added.
his habit to call Ilusha “old man,” as a term of affection when he was
Don’t tell any one I told you to. Don’t say a word to Ivan.”
“Give me some vodka too.”
“One may say with certainty, gentlemen of the jury,” the prosecutor
of reporting all that took place at the trial in full detail, or even in
believe, and what can we depend upon? And don’t accuse us of being
“Would you mind sitting on the chair just as you sat on the wall then and
“Ach, Vanka’s gone to Petersburg;
reported that they certainly might take proceedings concerning the village
in the hymn. Don’t speak, don’t speak. I see how you look! You have
Chapter X. The Speech For The Defense. An Argument That Cuts Both
vigor in pot‐house debauchery, and to set off to Siberia to the gold‐
you only took the money?”
“I used to wash him in his tub. He’s insulted me,” repeated Grigory.
“No, not penitent, don’t write that. I’m not much good myself, I’m not
every one knew that she had taken in Grushenka as a lodger, four years
the father of twelve children. Think of that!”
“I am Alexey Karamazov,” Alyosha began in reply.
could have thought clearly at that moment, he would have realized that he
finished, he laughed outright.
greedily looked at his brother and listened to him with a wild, strange
service.... Leave me, please!”
will be so all my life. My dear, kind, ever‐faithful and generous adviser,
Enough poetry. I want to tell you now about the insects to whom God gave
said, ‘_Gott der Vater_.’... ‘_Gott der Sohn_.’ He laughed again and
me.
much more impressionable than my companions. By the time we left the
of his position after your meeting with him to‐day. That will perhaps be
of the humble. What I say to Thee will come to pass, and our dominion will
“I am drunk! I’m drunk as it is ... drunk with you ... and now I’ll be
turned, looked at him, and walked away. He had not gone three steps before
at once, when the minute came, I’d be all devotion to her, crawl on my
thought unendurable to her was that her boy had no great love for her. She
“My resolution has been growing for the last three years,” he answered,
in truth made ready in peace and quiet “for the day and the hour, the
it, will they appreciate it, will they respect it?”
him and seemed to be waiting as though to see whether he would be angry or
onion, nothing but a tiny little onion, that was all!”
unnatural monster, and pay me a sum down of only three thousand?... You
their minds as to the evidence of a man who might, while undergoing a
tread, with the slightly swaying gait common in women of full figure. She
had not yet lost her youthful cheerfulness. There was a soft light in the
last. He had abandoned his cassock and was wearing now a well‐cut coat, a
morrow? I am ready to die at the very thought of to‐morrow. Ready to die
the tombs, which were particularly numerous round the church and scattered
half‐way home he turned abruptly and went towards the house where
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vile heart.’ Mitya, my falcon, why don’t you kiss me? He kissed me once,
by God’s high judgment, I become immediately and specially anathema
candle. It was only a note, a few lines. She read it in one instant.
cruelly. I’ll pray to‐day for him and you. Alyosha, we shall be happy!
frivolous youth, fickle and childish. Go away, Father, I command you!”
before—so that it will even increase his worldly well‐being too. The thing
all at once I knew what it was: it was because I had beaten Afanasy the
reasonably explained that the witness had been quite well, that the doctor
We’re good and bad, good and bad.... Come, tell me, I’ve something to ask
yet he wanted to ask just that, and he had to ask it just in that way. And
Mr. Napravnik is our well‐known Russian orchestra conductor and what we
kitchen. Hullo! what’s wrong, what is it? Are we late? They can’t have
everything. “And others are praying for me too,” echoed again in his soul.
that you’re all sensual, grasping and crazy! Your brother Ivan writes
that the great idea may not die.”
say, Alyosha was not surprised at it. Again he saw that coffin before him,
quite round to face him.
“Good‐by, Ivan! Don’t be too hard on me!” the father called for the last
good and just. He will be horror‐stricken; he will be crushed by remorse
made the most indifferent person, meeting her casually in a crowd in the
prosecutor. He sank back helpless in his chair. All were silent.
don’t be angry all the same. You’ve nothing to love me for. You go to
in the name of your dying elder, show me that letter, Alexey Fyodorovitch.
afflicted, and, worse still, an infidel, and that it was Fyodor Pavlovitch
prosecution could not be refuted, but was growing more and more tragically
from a sort of inner preoccupation entirely personal and unconcerned with
Alyosha.
have found a treasure—a loving heart. She had pity on me just now....
like ‘every social organization,’ or as ‘an organization of men for
performance. All the pious people in the town will talk about it and
whether the lady was still up, the porter could give no answer, except
all simply. Do you suppose that the peasants don’t understand? Try reading
that could not be put off for that same morning, and there was need of
“Why, I thought that it was because you guessed, that you went away in
But you must confess, too! You must, you must; we’ll go together. That’s
end of the world, even when gods disappear from the earth; they will fall
“I am extraordinarily better to‐day. But I know that it’s only for a
“Oh, if I, too, could sacrifice myself some day for truth!” said Kolya
whole evening a week with him making up his accounts. We lock ourselves in
folk destroy the true faith. The dead man, your saint,” he turned to the
all.”
me, I’m yours for ever,” and it would all be over. He would seize her and
Fathers and teachers, what is the monk? In the cultivated world the word
her, humming:
always on such occasions he would get up and go away. Sometimes he would
The arrival of his two brothers, whom he had not known till then, seemed
“We have looked in the house, but we haven’t found the money. It may still
setting my mind at rest. Now I am going, but I’ll come again. Meanwhile,
thief, because he brought back fourteen hundred roubles. Then another time
Madame Hohlakov screamed and shut her eyes.
It will be the spirit of the time, and people will marvel that they have
for a visit from the boy for whom Ilusha was fretting.
added with a smile.
“And I’m coming with you. I won’t leave you now for the rest of my life,
“Do you know,” he said to me once, “that people are very inquisitive about
“Fyodor Pavlovitch, for the last time, your compact, do you hear? Behave
the dark, asking my heart whether I loved him. Decide for me, Alyosha, the
people, peasants, women and drivers. Trifon Borissovitch came down the
now. He has suddenly gone crazy over Grushenka. His mouth waters at the
scoundrel, for I’ve wasted half the money, and I shall waste this, too, so
“Why are you trying me?” Alyosha cried, with sudden distress. “Will you
sought for and distributed. I saw at the end of the room, behind the
forward, gesticulating violently, beckoning to him, obviously afraid to
up.... You see he’s stopped again, he is waiting and looking at you.”
so humane, and would show what a blessing reformed law courts are. I knew
least: there was an earthy look in it, a look like a dying man’s. His eyes
perhaps set off ... to the gold‐mines.... I’ll come and see you again
and ruined himself to hold his ground, rather than endure your
Troy observed in a loud voice.
everything in the tavern. [Then followed the anecdote about Captain
he could get in another town.... And when he had poured out his heart, he
Father Superintendent of the Hermitage, was very busy and occupied, for
to the question of most importance, concerning the three thousand roubles.
“To Lise.”
and only picked it up, so to speak, from year to year, involuntarily
have, in their mockery, ceased to understand that the true security is to
pure friendship. I have often been friendly with women quite innocently. I
Again Alyosha seemed not to hear. Rakitin could not control himself.
of “the kids” because he liked them, and no one had a right to call him to
impression left by his conversation with Ivan the day before, suddenly
now. Who were they?
opportunity. Tea really was ready below, and was soon brought up. Mitya at
by the bed, behind the screen, they picked up from the floor a big and
which, child as I was, I was very eager to read at home. I had a book of
dear boy”—Madame Hohlakov suddenly looked arch and a charming, though
have knocked him down, so weak was he in body and soul. He got out of the
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meet the coffin, looks perplexed, and frowns, but the mother of the dead
bitterness—I was alarmed about him. We went for another walk. ‘Father,’ he
Krassotkin put his hand in his satchel, and pulling out a little bronze
3 Grushenka.
“If you’d been a cadet in the army, or a young hussar, you wouldn’t have
waited some time for his Prisoner to answer him. His silence weighed down
know that I love you and at this moment wish for your happiness more than
“Oh, no, I am not laughing and don’t suppose for a moment that you are
But we must pause to say a few words about him now. He was brought up by
not very old and far from being learned. He was of humble origin, of
certainly be disgraceful “at this date,” but that he did it for the sake
the masters. Their ears are long, you know! The classical master,
clothes, clean shirt‐fronts and polished boots. Believing himself to be
Grusha will be with me. Just look at her; is she an American? She is
eyes and smiled familiarly. “Why I smile you must understand of yourself,
cannot come about for at least a thousand years, every one who recognizes
itself, into the Church. In that way (that is, with a view to the future)
a fortnight afterwards, he came to me every evening, still preparing
not afraid of it now. I was afraid of it before. Do you know, perhaps I
to pray for them, save too all those who will not pray. And add: it is not
“You’re lying, damn you!” roared Mitya.
am only sorry we meet in such sad circumstances.”
just as he is; you love him for insulting you. If he reformed, you’d give
should become a monk, that’s why he did it.”
him. How well she has bandaged it, Alexey Fyodorovitch! I couldn’t have
ready to rise up and respond when the time came. So indeed it happened.
“To Poland, _panovie!_” cried Mitya, raising his glass. “Hurrah!”
very thick hair and a full beard, both of which had once been black. His
from Katerina Ivanovna. And why the devil should I like him? He
unconscious and delirious.
Here the prosecutor described the meeting of the family at the monastery,
village. While Mitya, setting off there with the same exhausted horses,
needed money; oh, far more than for carousing with his mistress. If she
with the pink ribbon on it from under his mattress as soon as Ivan has
spot on his breast_, the shame he carried upon it, that weighed on his
taking a halfpenny French roll he put it in the pocket of his cassock.
and Nastya, being the elder, always got the best of it. If Kostya did not
glasses on a tray. Mitya snatched up the bottle, but he was so bewildered
nail in the wall.” On Alyosha’s inquiring whether she had informed the
your side—a little happier, anyway—and children and all animals, if you
feel a personal repulsion. That’s what I’m afraid of, that’s what may be
just so much money, and not so much, and all that rigmarole. Why, it’ll
I know that at the end of all things I shall be reconciled. I, too, shall
hurry, in a terrible hurry), ‘but still I am not guilty, it is not I
schoolfellows. Perhaps because of this, he was never afraid of any one,
conviction—not conviction, but feeling. A man ought to be magnanimous, and
von Sohn?”
know that I love you and at this moment wish for your happiness more than
and more uninviting‐looking than the others. So that one might well
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