garden in the darkness. She listened. The groans were repeated, and it was
servitude for twenty years, he is still planning to be happy—is not that
empty, and slit open at one end. Mitya stared at it with open eyes.
Kuzma Kuzmitch, a tragedy! And as you’ve dropped out long ago, it’s a tug‐
laughing gayly, “but I can help you now. Oh, gentlemen, I feel like a new
added with a smile.
a long while betrothed to her, and I had met him indeed many times in her
“Ah, that’s lucky,” cried Alyosha. “Then I shall see her here. She told me
that he stood still on the spot as though he had been stabbed. “Yes, I
there was a great human bond between us. I have thought a great deal about
all; in the letter written on the road from Ekaterinenburg, Vassya
and beating himself on the breast, on the spot where he had struck himself
will Dmitri Fyodorovitch Karamazov go to hell, or not, what do you think?”
ended by asserting that for every individual, like ourselves, who does not
Allow me, Father Superior, though I am a buffoon and play the buffoon, yet
you would come to see me, as you will admit yourself. Yet, I did expect
And the people at the shop, and that official, and at the tavern, too,
upon thee by no act of thine own, be not confounded and hate not him who
upon you as my best friends at this moment of my life, at this moment when
weighing eighteen stone, and of believing all she believes. My ideal is to
centipede, brother, and laid up a fortnight with fever from it. Well, I
possible. And that I am doing. It’s not God that I don’t accept, Alyosha,
of my dear brother’s, which I had heard from him in childhood: “Am I worth
senseless student, who could never write two lines of verse. Why do you
dream; on the contrary, it was quite subdued.
till to‐morrow. Don’t condemn me, and don’t look on me as a villain,” he
the waters and they became bitter.” These heretics began blasphemously
to her in his monastic dress. And that actually took place on the evening
with perfect composure and remarkable distinctness. “He looks on that
it, will they appreciate it, will they respect it?”
the decomposition had been natural, as in the case of every dead sinner,
gentleman declared, with delicacy and dignity.
that young lady. I was a cur, that’s the truth.... But it’s a good thing
my account would be to some extent superfluous, because in the speeches
A minute later Alyosha was sitting beside his brother. Ivan was alone
up, the more he sinks into self‐destructive impotence. For he is
“Write it down? You want to write that down? Well, write it; I consent, I
I’ve forgotten it. Now what do you think you’re going to her to‐day to
Othello was incapable of making up his mind to faithlessness—not incapable
that he failed to grasp certain reforms enacted during the present reign,
“What signals? Whom did you tell? Confound you, speak more plainly.”
have dared to serve the truth, even when by doing so you risked incurring
“I think,” he said, “I’ve forgotten something ... my handkerchief, I
“You’d better tell me some anecdote!” said Ivan miserably.
Agafya and to tell them all the horror of my present position. You can
“Give me a little shot,” he asked in an imploring voice.
anything. The details, above everything, the details, I beg you.”
“It’s you who have caused his illness,” she said to me; “he was always
such an inconceivable state of mind that he might easily have fallen ill
“What wild dream now? Oh, you—aristocrats!”
“Let’s go to Grushenka, eh? Will you come?” pronounced Rakitin at last,
“A long fit, lasting a long time—several hours, or perhaps a day or two.
Mitya hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and read:
know, but I, too, am a Karamazov. What does it matter if you do laugh and
manner little befitting a servant, and on one occasion broke up the revels
“Stay!” cried Fyodor Pavlovitch, in a transport of delight. “So you do
to visit in prison before she was really well) she would sit down and
Alyosha made no reply, he seemed not to have heard. He walked fast beside
“My goddess!” cried the Pole on the sofa, “I see you’re not well‐disposed
it is in good hands!”
Sobakevitch, Nozdryov, Tchitchikov, it could reach no rational goal,
“Yes, to father first. Ask him for three thousand.”
it’s our fate. We’ll work on the land here, too, somewhere in the wilds,
does not depend on you. You’ll go because you won’t dare not to go. Why
which he had been holding by one corner between his thumb and forefinger
a woman, of Katerina Ivanovna, who had so urgently entreated him in the
prisoner’s favor and we shall rejoice; but let it be a substantial, real
“It’s time we were off,” he said, “it’s late, we shall be shut out of the
just now, I made him promise to believe me and I told him a lie. I told
Fyodorovitch’s going away like that, it’s her own fault. But he won’t go
His eyes suddenly flashed. All his smothered wrath suddenly flamed up with
Saying this, Dmitri bowed once more. Then, turning suddenly towards his
such ideas from his mind as frivolous. During the last two months the
worlds, God and even Satan—all that is not proved, to my mind. Does all
and daughter were asleep, but they waked up at Marfa’s desperate and
Karamazov, if I am not keeping you, one question before you go in?”
dressed himself. He merely observed, as he put them on, that the clothes
eloquence. All this had little to do with the case in hand, to say nothing
“What crime?”
the window and thrust his whole head out.
Fetyukovitch began his cross‐examination. I remember that among other
him.
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spread the story through the province, wondering what it meant. To my
struck himself with his fist on the breast?”
confidential tone, “I should be awfully glad to think that it was _he_ and
heart in that convict, one may wait upon him for years, and at last bring
somewhere in the mines. The appearance of Grushenka in court was awaited
conversation without venturing to address anybody in particular. They were
Again the coffin, the open window, and the soft, solemn, distinct reading
“Krassotkin!” cried one of the boys suddenly. He was the first to see him
words!”
have sent me to penal servitude. I am quits, I owe them nothing now, and
Astounding news has reached the class,
one on the other.”
“Ach, it’s certainly anything but amusing!” Kalganov mumbled lazily.
undisturbed comfort, without having to depend on any one—that’s what you
Mitya’s hands might really have been left somewhere hidden in the town, or
decent little sum. I knew, too, that she was fond of money, that she
fumes, to Mitya’s surprise and annoyance, accepted the fact with strange
any but the commercial point of view. Though Mitya knew the merchant by
the immeasurable suffering of her mother’s heart. But the sufferings of
despise me? Did he despise me? Tell me, tell me, Alyosha, did he despise
its members.’ Secondly, that ‘criminal and civil jurisdiction ought not to
they all arrived together. Snegiryov opened the door hurriedly and called
“The old man!” cried Mitya frantically. “The old man and his blood!... I
“If I am like you in my way of thinking, it’s all to my credit,” the
cart.
have nothing left of all that was sacred of old. But they have only
more.”
the people around you are spiteful and callous and will not hear you, fall
Katerina Ivanovna was called to the witness‐box. As she entered something
now....”
“That you are just as young as other young men of three and twenty, that
aback. He had meant to frighten him with the threat of repeating their
mocking at you, do not let that be a stumbling‐block to you. It shows his
wall on four mahogany chairs, covered with shabby black leather. The monks
Am I a monk, Lise? You said just now that I was.”
“Oh, no! I am very fond of poetry.”
“the kept mistress of Samsonov.” He would have given a good deal to take
“No, this was the action of a frantic murderer, a murderer who was not a
here, who has come from Moscow, the one who wears the dress with a tail
evidence. In fact, I talked to her and she understood. She’s a sensible
all that has happened till to‐day—”
was let out for a few roubles for the summer. There were also plantations
“I warrant the time, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. Ech, they won’t be half an hour
such a secret of it? To be more precise: You have told us at last your
Ivanovna, who’s rich, and the daughter of a colonel, and to marry
sincere regret, even if he has to go down on his knees in that same
the influence of this incident that the opening statement was read. It was
believers and unbelievers alike. The unbelievers rejoiced, and as for the
left no doubt from the glass of brandy having been spilt the day before.
“What nonsense! What nonsense!” cried Rakitin, disconcerted.
him, was distressed to see that his friend Rakitin was dishonorable, and
master, ever since he had restored him some money he had lost. So it may
company and therefore could not have divided the three thousand in half
is not thinking; he is “contemplating.” If any one touched him he would
“Here are clothes for you,” he observed airily, seeming well satisfied
he is the only one in the whole world, and promoted to his new position,
hidden in a corner and only see him for one little minute, hear him
wrangling, quarrelsome party, Dmitri was the only one who could regard the
out into the portico to wait for the elder, but in a separate part of it
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sharply into Mitya’s face. “She’s here, too ...”
seemed incredible. And for what, for whom? To save the man who had
would not protect us, for I might have been taken up any time for stealing
suffering.
me. In the intervals between the classes he used to run to me at once, and
according to this program, and by no other than the writer of it. Yes,
expression he looked from one to another of the bright, pleasant faces of
at that moment the bell rang summoning them to service. All began crossing
by the “little old man,” as she called Maximov. He ran up every minute to
“Can you sew?”
“But is that possible?”
sending it to my sister in Moscow. And as I gave it him, I looked him in
contrary, his self‐confidence increased with the increase of danger. It
diverting himself.
“They told me that you know me, and that you threw a stone at me on
age we will be married. I shall love you. Though I haven’t had time to
struck dumb. I couldn’t get a word in. At first I thought he was ashamed
ideas.”
you, you know, Alexey, because you are the only person who can understand
copy, a means of exporting a copy, or a means of obtaining a copy upon
‘So you did it.’ The general looked the child up and down. ‘Take him.’ He
Zossima and to entreat him for words of advice and healing, that he had
said, ‘but I wonder at myself. The more I love humanity in general, the
“It’s all so strange, Karamazov, such sorrow and then pancakes after it,
the boys in the street, and it was a boy bit his finger, isn’t he a child,
with an apprehensive feeling.
cracked, broken to bits, disintegrated into its elements, again ‘the water
strive with Thee and overcome Thee, and all will follow him, crying, “Who
girl’s betrothed, looked at her with that smile of mockery, which was more
in her hands the _mystery_, shall be put to shame, that the weak will rise
not feed him. He was a stray dog that had run away from the village ... I
That would be awfully nice. Why would it be so nice, Alyosha?”
I will note briefly that Fyodor Pavlovitch was found to be quite dead,
property of two thousand souls, lives in pomp, and domineers over his poor
Turks, of course, have gone into it, but they are foreigners. I have
and gave entertainments in her honor. She was the belle of the balls and
mad prank seemed to have broken the ice, and Dardanelov was rewarded for
do, and if I were guilty, I swear I shouldn’t have waited for your coming,
But one grief is weighing on me.
have sinned too much here. I’ve always been thinking who would pray for
shot for the satisfaction of our moral feelings? Speak, Alyosha!”
wouldn’t understand it perhaps—and perhaps I couldn’t explain it.”
“Fyodor Pavlovitch, this is unbearable! You know you’re telling lies and
mother. Smerdyakov, who was ill—almost dying—had been with them ever since
“What next! Come answer, answer, I insist: what was it ... what could I
on them an impossible restriction. The sight of an unworthy father
“Well, must I take off my shirt, too?” he asked sharply, but Nikolay
Though there were proud words, too. She wrung out of me a mighty promise
corner, might have expected or fancied. The great grief in his heart
most ordinary thing, with the most frigid and composed air:
again, evidently taking him for the most important person present.) “I
understanding very little of it, but perhaps prizing and loving it the
“How dare you!” Pan Vrublevsky, too, growled at Kalganov.
himself and was rude; on the contrary, he always spoke very respectfully,
an angel, nothing touches you. And I dare say nothing will touch you
was glowing in his mind and in his heart. The one window of the cell was
commanding you, and complaining to the superior authorities of you (which
got is to be brought up at once, too. Open it, and hand champagne
that tortured me, but now I’ve taken all her soul into my soul and through
servant, a stout woman of forty, marked with small‐pox, appeared in the
awe, in spite of their audacity, that he had not come for nothing.
won’t forgive us, we’ll go, anyway. Take her her money and love me....
specialist who cures noses. If you go to Paris, he’ll look at your nose; I
he caught the smile.
vaccinated in a foundling hospital—if only you knew how I enjoyed myself
for letting his master be murdered, without screaming for help or
cards for the one he had provided, and that Pan Mussyalovitch had cheated
and groaning and now he is ill.”
believe me, Katerina Ivanovna, you really love him. And the more he
object—to obtain the justification of something which cannot be justified.
prisoner’s favor and we shall rejoice; but let it be a substantial, real
honor. Such gentlemen of accommodating temper and dependent position, who
musical, nervous little laugh, watched the “sweet young lady,” and
“They are both utterly crazy, they are no better than little children,”
suddenly in distress.
And now after four years the sensitive, injured and pathetic little orphan
have, in the talented prosecutor’s speech, heard a stern analysis of the
“Why are you so uneasy?” Smerdyakov stared at him, not simply with
seeking and laying down those foundations, he had looked upon them as a
and was glad to be rid of them, forgot about them completely. The old
with emotion, though many wondered at his words and found them obscure....
anxious as he was to‐day, he wanted at once to turn aside to talk to them.
removed.”
that question somehow. But I’ll find out from him why you hate him so.”
confession, I didn’t write to you yesterday in joke, but in earnest,” and
deceived her (he had deceived her, believing that she was bound to endure
trustworthy man. Many times in the course of his life Fyodor Pavlovitch
stained clothes. Let him read them how the brothers afterwards journeyed
looking sternly at him.
plot, Smerdyakov too, he too, all had been bought over!”
Alexandrovitch, I was aware of that myself. But, there! I always say the
such an incident were repeated. Every sound was hushed and Fetyukovitch
Alyosha flushed, and faint, imperceptible shivers kept running down him.
realize that he was fearfully worked up by what had happened already. The
else.
town the morning before to get his pay. He was instructed to avoid raising
“You see, I know he can’t bear me, nor any one else, even you, though you
“Why are you trying me?” Alyosha cried, with sudden distress. “Will you
that you understand ... and if you don’t understand, I’m done for ... so
he caught the smile.
“Good God! He must have killed his old father!” she cried, clasping her
evidence can she give that would ruin Mitya?”
At last the counsel for the defense began to cross‐examine him, and the
were the only inmates of the monastery invited. They were already waiting
I’ll work for you. We’ll go to the young lady and bow down to her
ready! I am not able to resign myself. I wanted to sing a ‘hymn’; but if a
to hide himself without uttering one word of abuse, enduring their insults
away from them contemptuously.
table on a bench. He was looking at an exercise‐book and slowly writing
is mistaken there. If I had a certain sum in my pocket, I would have left
any work in any country outside the United States.
Fyodor Pavlovitch began to regard him rather differently. His fits were
“That’s true, Katya,” Mitya roared suddenly, “I looked into your eyes and
short, with the modest triumph of beneficence: “I have promised to save
Unfastening the pistol‐case, Mitya actually opened the powder horn, and
that he was covered with blood. That may be believed, that is very
even to change the baby’s little shirt.
of geese flying high overhead in the bright sky. And all of a sudden he
composure as he could.
“Alyosha,” laughed Ivan, “don’t make reflections about love, it’s unseemly
blood that oozed from under the nail. Her lips were quivering and she kept
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him where his second wife was buried, for he had never visited her grave
perfect picture! Ah, if only girls were allowed to look on, I’d give
take out the envelope, the torn cover of which lies now on the table
the fashion of 1820, belonging to her landlady.
“Oh, as much as you like,” the latter replied.
himself for the hundredth time, flushing crimson. “Oh, being ashamed would
Such a murder is not a parricide. No, the murder of such a father cannot
As for the sum spent yesterday he asserted that Dmitri Fyodorovitch had
idealist society, I’ll lead the opposition in it, I’ll say I am a realist,
enough to go out. But to Alyosha her face was even more attractive than
Pavlovitch, and what do you want with virtue? Why do you want to go
In the case in which we are now so deeply occupied and over which our
“I’m not talking about thousands. Damn thousands! I’m talking of the
evening. Kolya called Perezvon and the dog jumped off the bed.
“How does he speak, in what language?”
why isn’t Mitya drinking? Why don’t you drink, Mitya? I’m drunk, and you
gossip and general disapproval of the public. One of the two relations who
to them, indeed; but was she a mother to them? Would any one venture to
against Ivan, who pushed him back furiously. The peasant went flying
up at all. It’s a stupid expression.”
mother are you talking about? Was she?... Why, damn it! of course she was
you don’t understand that! No one is wise from another man’s woe.”
blow from him. You have been trying to sell me to him,’ she said.... ‘And
principles of the reforms connected with the emancipation of the serfs,
malicious and sarcastic. But in the second half he suddenly changed his
bet to invent the most unlikely story, one could hardly find anything more
“My Nikita tried to comfort me with the same words as you. ‘Foolish one,’
off with her, she goes on hoping, and she won’t ruin that monster, knowing
request, of the work in its original “Plain Vanilla ASCII” or other form.
Euclid’s geometry; they even dare to dream that two parallel lines, which
giving his whole face a peculiarly spiteful and irritable look. The old
him, expected to see. “You are like every one else,” said Alyosha, in
began. I would not give an explanation, I could not ask forgiveness. I
simply have taken it out of your cash‐box and brought it to the court.”
nothing! But do you know, I should like to reap, cut the rye? I’ll marry
child, and its death, had, as though by special design, been accompanied
material. That may be imprudent on my part, but at least it’s sincere.
“Tell me now, why did you send me then to Tchermashnya?”
examined. I believe absolutely that my brother is innocent, and if he
his father had insisted the day before that he should come without his
he’s laid up, but he seems not himself, and he even told us to take the
of Mitya’s ruin. For I am convinced, so is every one—all the lawyers said
you, tell me, can I have the sum you promised me to‐day, if not, when may
about him. Do you remember, there’s a landowner called Maximov in it, whom
little coffin, looked at it in profound grief, and when they were filling
back to me. Here’s your money ... because I am in great need of them ...
cannot agree with him. I have visited Smerdyakov, I have seen him and
a penny.” He had picked up a whole troop of gypsies (encamped in our
saw a light. I am afraid of your brother Mitya to‐day, Alyosha.”
his life long, could Alyosha forget that minute.
sake of effect. Next day, of course, when he was sober, he regretted the
“There, you can see at once he is a young man that has been well brought
so low as to speak to him now about that. She was suffering for her
“Why, it’s you!” cried Mitya, recognizing the old woman in the dark. It
“Would you like to look anywhere else if you’re not ashamed to?”
town. And as time went on, this grew more and more marked. Both the
gentlemen, I was carried away! And upset besides! And, indeed, I am
“No, I won’t,” I said; “if you like, fire at me again, but it would be
“Shouldn’t we have some tea first?” interposed Nikolay Parfenovitch, “I
“We shall see each other then in the world. We shall meet before I am
sterlets, served with little fish patties; then boiled fish served in a
knows what you’ve thought about, and what you know already! You are pure,
resolution.”
Moscow and refused all your father’s entreaties to go to Tchermashnya—and
suddenly, “Of course I hate my name Nikolay.”
“You’re l‐lying!” Lyagavy blurted out again. Mitya’s legs went cold.
own writing, that proves conclusively that he did murder Fyodor
what I was looking for!”
that paltry three thousand!” he cried, contemptuously. “I’ll settle it to‐
now, alas!...”
and didn’t repay it. I preferred to remain a thief in her eyes rather than
a time of tedious waiting. He wondered, for instance, why he had sat down
“Whom do you mean—Mitya?” Alyosha asked, bewildered.
say so before. So how could I tell?”
suspected, instead of Dmitri Fyodorovitch, or as his accomplice; on the
has always been on the side of the people. We are isolated only if the
is so dear to me. Now I will tell you. His face has been as it were a
The President asked Mitya what he had to say to the last witness’s
What seems to you bad within you will grow purer from the very fact of
signals, and that, but for him, he would have known nothing about them. If
Yulia, Glafira, coffee!”
our children, and they are not our children, but our enemies, and we have
and ruined himself to hold his ground, rather than endure your
the catastrophe. Then why not imagine that old Fyodor Pavlovitch, locked
and indifference. But God will save His people, for Russia is great in her
his point. Grigory’s honest, but a fool. Many people are honest because
stepped to the left to listen whether he was sitting there alive, and I
sacrifice her life and destiny out of gratitude. It’s ridiculous! I’ve
such disgrace, this very man suddenly develops the most stoical firmness,
“It’s incomprehensible.”
“Yes, yes, yes, let me! I want to!”
“He does fly down at times.”
and cynicism, which have come to him rather by inheritance than by the
The President began by informing him that he was a witness not on oath,
child I had an elder brother who died before my eyes at seventeen. And
he was now mad, they told him that this was not yet the case, in the full
“There is only one man in the world who can command Nikolay
unaware of it,” the prosecutor began, with a peculiar and stern
reason why we should become bad, is there, boys? Let us be, first and
questions Katerina Ivanovna replied firmly that she had been formerly
“Why, you’re laughing at me at this moment, gentlemen!” he broke off
he had come to see me in my own rooms. He sat down.
Mitya took the piece of paper out of his waistcoat pocket, unfolded it and
“You remember that? Let me have jam too, I like it still.”
than ever now.
candle in her hand, whispered that Smerdyakov was very ill, “It’s not that
earthly life given him, and with it times and seasons. And that happy
“I know you are in a hurry to get to the prison,” Lise said curtly, “and
which increased his irritability. He had had intellectual encounters with
secret, in your words, so ‘disgraceful,’ though in reality—that is, of
He wondered and imagined how he must be peeping out of the dark windows
bathed in tears of long‐concealed indignation, alleged that he, he of all
opened and inside was found the body of a new‐born child which she had
reserve, waited to be questioned, answered precisely and deliberately.
He sank into silence again. Twenty minutes had passed since he had run in.
“What he said about the troika was good, that piece about the other
Thursday: ‘It is unseemly by remitting the fast on the Holy Thursday to
for the last month, any one can tell you that!... The fact stares you in
difficult. He spoke of Mitya again.
“Am I? Would you believe it, I was aware of that, too, Pyotr
“Better acquit ten guilty men than punish one innocent man! Do you hear,
champagne on the table.
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“Run, run away from the rails,” the boys cried to Kolya from the bushes,
him, drummed at him incessantly, till at last he solemnly confessed his
prompted by a feeling of gratitude, and only fancy, it led to no end of a
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wondered with an unpleasant sensation, and as it were regretfully, why she
life—epilepsy. When Fyodor Pavlovitch heard of it, his attitude to the boy
surprised, indeed, that you haven’t inquired about it before. It’s true I
Alyosha.
money in my presence and not having concealed it from me. If he had been
hindering our good work from being done.” Fly from that dejection,
street.
“Come, now go. Christ be with you!” and she made the sign of the cross
“I don’t know. But I knew. Did I know? Yes, he told me. He told me so just
“There, he sent a stone in your back again, he knows you,” cried the
religion, for instance, has only been of use to the rich and the powerful
impulsively.
“I am afraid to say that I did. But I never doubted that some higher
to Ivan.
that he was covered with blood. That may be believed, that is very
“What meanness? As for her spying on her daughter, it’s her right, it’s
negotiations.... I’ve told you something already.... You see, it will
Iosif and Father Païssy, Father Mihaïl, the warden of the hermitage, a man
Smaragdov’s _Universal History_. That’s all true. Read that.”
What ought to horrify us is that we are so accustomed to it, and not this
to play the fool I don’t intend to be associated with you here.... You see
in number; three of them, I agree, could not have been responsible—the
that a man with the ideal of Sodom in his soul does not renounce the ideal
Alyosha.
don’t know. I only know that I, too, am a Karamazov.... Me a monk, a monk!
“Get along with you!” retorted Agafya, really angry this time. “Ridiculous
perhaps I shall. I’m afraid he’ll suddenly be so loathsome to me at that
“Yes; make him a bed on the sofa,” answered Grushenka.
I’ve seen it and marveled at it, I’ve seen it in spite of the degraded
They entered the room almost at the same moment that the elder came in
he would address the offender or answer some question with as trustful and
his arrival. Possibly he had been noticed from the window. At least,
from their position began to lay out the corpse according to the ancient
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