“Leave everything, Dmitri Fyodorovitch,” Madame Hohlakov interrupted in
this was no doubt owing to the shocking news. People were attracted who
himself. ‘She won’t believe the notes are there, but when I show her the
company, and laughing his prolonged, impudent, malicious chuckle, looked
without it we should never have heard of the horrors of unbridled violence
he was the man who deserved her. And Katerina Ivanovna will not in the end
forgotten them. I remember only the answer to the President’s first and
“Who is _he_! I don’t know whom you are talking about,” Alyosha faltered,
then, the reign of peace and happiness will come for men. Thou art proud
characteristic was a wild fanatical modesty and chastity. He could not
that was true about myself, though. I should never have owned it to
reluctantly made him. “Hallucinations are quite likely in your condition,”
astonishment. His face at once looked anxious. “Oh, it’s all to do with
one would really love me, not only with a shameful love!”
Rakitin whose pamphlet, _The Life of the Deceased Elder, Father Zossima_,
memory was carefully preserved and whose relics, according to tradition,
after reading the paper.
I forgive him! You know it’s— Do you know who it is? It’s your friend
to the funeral now. I’ve sent them flowers. I think they still have money.
a disgrace on yourself. You are like Fyodor Pavlovitch, you are more like
“But she has been crying—she has been wounded again,” cried Alyosha.
everything was not yet ready in the second cart, in which two constables
take the consequences. Satan _sum et nihil humanum a me alienum puto_.”
sinner with tears of penitence, ‘_ça lui fait tant de plaisir, et à moi si
“In the dark?”
Fathers and teachers, a touching incident befell me once. In my wanderings
kitchen garden. She used at least once a week to turn up “at home,” that
considering my absolute innocence? and who would believe you? Only if you
voice continued. “Why don’t you go on?”
go! And can you have made up your mind? You’ve not made up your mind.
them to‐day?”
the tenderest spot.
“You stood before me last time and understood it all, and you understand
“To my thinking,” he revived at once, seeming to grow sober the instant he
shabby dark cotton coat, patched and spotted. He wore checked trousers of
nature: you see what sunshine, how clear the sky is, the leaves are all
I liked the way he looked at me as he listened. “All that,” he said, “is
becomes an officer; for a duel and other reckless conduct he is exiled to
“To Katerina Ivanovna.”
... taking into consideration the possible outcome of the case.” Mitya at
know, she was out of her mind when she cried last night ‘It’s all my
“Yes, I approve of it,” Ivan assented, in a subdued but firm voice.
No, there’s something else in this, something original.”
“No, I never believed it,” she answered firmly. “I had faith in his noble
could have stopped him, sat now quite unmoved, with downcast eyes,
“Yes,” grinned Rakitin. “You are hurrying to the Father Superior, I know;
“That’s not true, that’s not true; there may be children, but that’s not
hour is not yet come._
sent early in the morning by Lise Hohlakov. But there were flowers too
Christ teaches us to measure as it is measured to us—and this from the
“The medical experts have striven to convince us that the prisoner is out
“And you imagine he would have accepted such a deed as a substitute for
uttered a cry and waked up.
“It’s the babe,” answered the driver, “the babe weeping.”
appearance of it, and it is often looked upon among them as something
to visit in prison before she was really well) she would sit down and
Chapter III. The Second Marriage And The Second Family
past been so tactless as to show this contempt before his mother, hinting
his master, who would be, of course, glad to see him. His mind sets to
clear, not omitting any word or action of significance, and vividly
stand on her crippled legs to get a nearer look at her dead boy. Nina had
with cleanliness, and there were many choice flowers in the windows; the
and sat down again. Perhaps the impossibility of moving irritated him, as
grown used to him, and coming back from seeing Mitya (whom she had begun
this business is a misfortune, isn’t it? She suddenly burst out laughing
the sight of all. Men will even give their lives if only the ordeal does
this disorder.”
firmly believed that Kolya was so good at universal history that he could
“Yes, if you like, ‘everything is lawful’ since the word has been said. I
of....”
“You go to the devil.”
“Witness, your words are incomprehensible and impossible here. Calm
specialists that there is no pretense about it, that it is a terrible
He was now somewhat puzzled and did not know whom to believe. The evening
hand in hand as usual. He has a little hand, his fingers are thin and
accursed, at that same highest moment, I become exactly like a heathen,
Fyodor Pavlovitch was silent again for two minutes.
principal heir, Yefim Petrovitch Polenov, the Marshal of Nobility of the
The boys stood round him and at once bent attentive and expectant eyes
America, too, I expect. I should have run away from crucifixion! I tell
great. Hate not those who reject you, who insult you, who abuse and
dirty dinner‐napkin. Pyotr Ilyitch sat down opposite, and the champagne
happiness.
money hidden in a crevice, in the dungeons of the castle of Udolpho?
Mitya bustled about. All sorts of people began coming into the room to
much so that a report once spread at school that Krassotkin played horses
is at the end of it.... Ah!... What’s being read?”...
“You do, Lise. I shall be leaving the monastery altogether in a few days.
position, and that if you don’t help me, everything will come to grief,
is your three thousand; he sends it back. Send it yourself to Agafya
father, Fyodor Pavlovitch?” asked the investigating lawyer, softly but
when the visitors had gathered about him. His face was uncovered, his eyes
who was at that time in the hospital.
“No, this was the action of a frantic murderer, a murderer who was not a
“You know, when I read about that Jew I shook with sobs all night. I kept
Russian beauty could have foretold with certainty that this fresh, still
now, when you were telling your story, I thought, as I watched you, that
been accused of the murder, it could only have been thought that he had
These excellent intentions were strengthened when he entered the Father
“He was afraid of you, of a dove like you. You are a ‘pure cherub.’ Dmitri
it I forgot? How could I have forgotten it? And what made it come back to
book (I saw the signature in the book afterwards), stood up, saying he
even at a distance, but at close quarters it’s almost impossible. If it
mystery, and to teach them that it’s not the free judgment of their
was Mussyalovitch. Pan Vrublevsky turned out to be an uncertificated
was better‐looking than he at eight and twenty) I’d have been a conquering
a regular discovery of the four continents of the world, that is, of the
of the humbler classes.
How do you know that _he_ visits me?’ you were thinking of me then. So for
clothes.”
you are laughing, Karamazov?”
the horrid word. Just fancy, just fancy!”
I may just explain to you everything, the whole plan with which I have
she can overcome everything, that everything will give way to her. She
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“I don’t believe I gave them five hundred,” was Mitya’s gloomy comment on
unpretentious as herself. She was a young woman of four and twenty when I
hungry.”
the earth a weak boy, but he rose up a resolute champion, and he knew and
“I said that yesterday at dinner on purpose to tease you and I saw your
“I am Alexey Karamazov,” Alyosha began in reply.
room. Shall I ask you a riddle?”
“And when will the time come?”
“_Pani_ Agrippina,” the little Pole was beginning, crimson with anger,
bear, fierce and menacing, and yet innocent in it.” And I told him how
agonizing spiritual difficulties, cling only to the free verdict of the
given any exact reason, except perhaps that he loathed the valet as one
piquant that they were soon taken. This alone showed the young man’s
money, how he had broken in, knocked his father down, and after that had
respectfulness.
think.”
or superciliousness, without condescension to them, but gently and kindly,
maybe he’ll turn stingy in the end, and keep his purse shut. That’s where
too far for you, I suppose ... or would you like some?”
door without waiting for Grushenka’s answer.
book of the future” (this was Madame Hohlakov’s expression), words of
Believe me, it’s on business of great importance to him.”
met him enthusiastically.
cash. At the same time, he was all his life one of the most senseless,
him in such a guise and position; it made him shed tears.
a reptile, and perhaps had long done so. Was it perhaps since he had known
the sleeping man and looked in his face. He was a lean, middle‐aged
the contrary I’ve been wondering all the time how it was you did not bring
believe I am not the father of lies. I am getting mixed in my texts. Say,
friend of hers. Her husband, the doctor, had taken his departure twelve
confess one weakness of mine, Karamazov, just to you, since it’s our first
That I swear by all that’s holy!
meet you with gratitude, but worried you with his whims, without valuing
bed. His father saw it. He said it might explode, and thrashed him on the
“But, gentlemen of the jury, why do I tell you all this, all these
continued, “that outraged nature and the criminal heart bring their own
against him which he has, alas! only too well deserved. But it’s not an
When he was informed of the arrival of the “captain,” he at once refused
of the fact that he had spent years wandering about holy Russia with him.
with his conscience, he asks himself perhaps, ‘What is honor, and isn’t
“Listen. Legally he owes me nothing. I’ve had it all from him, I know
by anything in particular till then: they had neither relics of saints,
insight into the heart, approves and commends my decision. He knows it.”
though he is mad, and all his children.”
Kiss me! Beat me, ill‐treat me, do what you will with me.... And I do
The Kingdom of Heaven, of course, is not of this world, but in Heaven; but
He had to pass the garden adjoining his father’s, and belonging to a
gracieuse Vierge Marie_, and she appears herself on the stage and
as quickly as possible from the impulsive lady, who would not let him say
He spoke Russian fairly well, much better, anyway, than he pretended. If
garden, the path behind the garden, the door of his father’s house
themselves. And so I omit all the hypotheses. For what are we aiming at
and he counts on the reckoning beads while I sit and put things down in
harshness. Finally, he had asked the patients as soon as he saw them,
_half_ several times) he could free himself from at once, but that he was
“Help me now, Alexey Fyodorovitch. Now I really need your help. I’ll tell
my private life. That’s my principle. Your question has no bearing on the
prisoner and Smerdyakov, and the prosecutor dramatically exclaims that the
He relapsed into gloomy silence.
Alyosha, I am not worthy to repeat those lines in my vulgar words and in
“Good Lord! Just as it was with Lizaveta Smerdyastchaya!” she thought
And whatever you may say against me at the trial, whatever evidence you
him.... And I had no right, indeed, to be exacting as to that money,” she
one, he set to work at once to help him. And to do so he must know what he
still loved me and treated me good‐humoredly, but there’s no denying that
contemptuous and rough, and at another there was a sincere note of self‐
sentenced. At the gate of the house Alyosha was met by the shouts of the
to me; what was I going to do? I was going to kill a good, clever, noble
coat. He wore black gloves and carried a top‐hat. Having only lately left
Madame Svyetlov, too, had been told of it. But not one of these three
habit one’s heart prizes them. Here they have brought the soup for you,
dull. Before you came, Mitya, they were just as silent and kept turning up
I looked at him; he was speaking with great emotion and gazing
his shot at the distance of twelve paces could my words have any
their small savings. But Grigory decided then, once for all, that “the
many people had for years past come to confess their sins to Father
like. And if you don’t want to, don’t, damn you! That’s my philosophy.
Alyosha flushed, and faint, imperceptible shivers kept running down him.
Rakitin were treated like this. But the captain of the police, Mihail
Listen, Alexey Fyodorovitch, why have you been so sad lately—both
faithful servant of the family, Grigory, took the three‐year‐old Mitya
down now, looking like a bun. He bowed to his guest in dignified silence,
I do not know whether the witnesses for the defense and for the
talked himself of the broad Karamazov nature; he cried out about the two
And Alyosha told him briefly about the paragraph in _Gossip_.
unenviable future? Is it our cynicism, is it the premature exhaustion of
would become of him if the Church punished him with her excommunication as
“It would be a capital thing if he didn’t turn up. Do you suppose I like
“He mentioned it several times, always in anger.”
he had to say.
how you went up to the carriage and said to me, ‘It’s always worth while
“Where are you?” cried the old man again; and he thrust his head out
from speaking. But she looked at him from time to time with caressing and
finding a rag of some sort, dipped it into the water, and put it on
simply for begetting me when he has cared nothing for me all my life
surprised him greatly. He spoke as they left the cell together.
that he was anxious for Mitya’s escape, not only to heal that sore place
The little goose says—ga, ga, ga.
fairly soon,” Ivan replied calmly, without flinching.
by many observations—was that almost all the ladies, or, at least the vast
followed by a deep sleep) at that moment when the old Grigory shouted at
seemed a wretched little place this time. There was a circle on the table,
“What should I want a light for? I did it with my fingers in one minute.”
old ladies, who looked after me. They were most obliging old things, ready
“Yes.”
trained one little boy to come up to his window and made great friends
Chapter V. Not You, Not You!
questions!” cried Mitya enthusiastically. “Or there’s simply no knowing
“None at all?”
“Why shouldn’t I learn them so as to improve my education, supposing that
ant‐heap, for the craving for universal unity is the third and last
early and was trying to put a bold face on it, he looked tired and weak.
Fetyukovitch began his cross‐examination. I remember that among other
passage on one side of which lived Marya Kondratyevna and her mother, and
Ivanovna by telling Grushenka about that day. And she flung it in her face
convince myself? Oh, how unhappy I am! I stand and look about me and see
plan of action had arisen without reasoning. At Fenya’s first words, it
“She’s here. She must be here. Smerdyakov! Smerdyakov!” the old man
insoluble difficulty presented itself.
You’re a quiet one, Alyosha, you’re a saint, I know, but the devil only
No, there’s something else in this, something original.”
to escape, though he shook his head uneasily, wondering whether he ought
French dictionary). Then I showed it her in silence, folded it, handed it
“He takes up a most interesting position,” continued the Father Librarian.
him, was distressed to see that his friend Rakitin was dishonorable, and
“Though I don’t know you and it’s the first time I’ve seen you,” Alyosha
shouting so rudely at a visitor in my house?’ And, would you believe it, I
work to us. Thou hast promised, Thou hast established by Thy word, Thou
Alyosha was delighted that he had brought him such happiness and that the
The candle on the table brightly lighted up the blood and the motionless
won’t say very honest, but ... it’s an axiom generally accepted in society
“And you know he attacks them first. He is bitter against them on your
not simply miracles.
had spent yesterday, or what he had squandered here a month ago, she
and all contradictions exist side by side. I am not a cultivated man,
dare to raise his hands to protect himself. That is what a man has been
any one, the silly fool won’t hurt any one again. But I say, Fenya,” he
sunk on one side, with three windows looking into the street, and with a
meanwhile I taught the dog all sorts of tricks. You should only see all
“Yes, that was awkward of him.”
refuge below with Grushenka, sitting dumbly beside her, and “now and then
so till morning, and in the morning they hang them—all sorts of things you
delight? But I didn’t stab myself. I only kissed my sword and put it back
communication, will you allow me to inquire as to another little fact of
“I’d do no harm to any one,” Maximov muttered disconsolately.
“There is.”
unhappy: there was trouble awaiting him. It appeared too that there were
the quadrillion years, I made up myself! I was seventeen then, I was at
aloud!—no, he only brandished the pestle in a burst of indignant disgust,
suddenly, stepping within the precincts, “what a vale of roses they live
added, addressing Maximov.
“Buffoon!” blurted out the girl at the window.
him: you will ease his conscience, he will curse the blood he has shed and
He blessed them all and bowed low to them.
the past. I’ve done with the old world for ever, and may I have no news,
have naturally looked at the ladies and not straight before him, I will
“Infinitely? But I don’t need so much. I only need that fatal three
it unconsciously. Passionate and fierce on the surface, they are painfully
as Marfa Ignatyevna expressed it—nothing of the kind had happened. But it
exists and amounts to a passion, and he has proved that.
given birth to a child. She was watched, and a box of which no one knew
in great need of money.... I gave him the three thousand on the
honor, tossed away the money, and trampled it under foot.... He couldn’t
and more uninviting‐looking than the others. So that one might well
for a doctor to see him at once, providing with a liberal hand for the
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else. I came here perhaps to have a look and speak my mind. My son,
me, it was quite natural, for I really shed tears and cried for several
“What’s that?” The doctor flung up his head, staring with surprise at
“Oh, don’t take her name in vain! I’m a scoundrel to bring her into it.
yearned to be honorable, that I was, so to say, a martyr to a sense of
At the beginning of his speech he spoke rather disconnectedly, without
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“Yes, the old man’s bedroom is lighted up. She’s there!” and he leapt from
his nurse? He must have been fighting, his face was all over blood. With
The children looked anxiously at one another. Their smiling faces showed
musical, nervous little laugh, watched the “sweet young lady,” and
detail. At the same time he was in a hurry to get it over. But as he gave
And suddenly he had a strange fancy: it seemed to him that she was looking
afraid of angering you, sir.”
I came along, better give through him. He’ll know whom to give to.”
“_Pani_ Agrippina!” cried the little Pole. “I’m—a knight, I’m—a nobleman,
“For Piron!” answered Maximov.
heard it yesterday, I was so struck by it that I wanted to send for you at
“No need of thanks.”
prediction” to the Superior and all the brotherhood. “All, all, ought to
now, here—when I said that if there were no God He would have to be
presentiment that he would not find his brother. He suspected that he
Mitya suddenly seized him by the shoulders from behind.
the fifth one too?” He stopped short with a catch in his throat. Every
was in his heart,” Alyosha continued, “that he might find in his heart
Turks and Circassians in all parts of Bulgaria through fear of a general
would have said that there was no thought in it, no reflection, but only a
want to be holy. What will they do to one in the next world for the
bitter tears will be only tears of tender sorrow that purifies the heart
all: that power which will, at last, establish truth on the earth, and all
But is the mere fact that that scrap of paper was lying on the floor a
Oh, madam, since you are so kind, so touchingly generous to me,” Mitya
“I understand; but still I won’t tell you.”
Don’t be angry, dear, at my joking,” she put in at once, with strong
Kondratyevna. “I was in a hurry to find my brother.”
“I say, what makes you think I read it? And certainly no one told me so. I
too, if he were here, might be loyal to his brother and obey his
ahead. There were cross‐roads half‐way. A figure came into sight under a
“Do you know, angel lady,” she suddenly drawled in an even more soft and
come to protect me, too, for I warned you of Grigory Vassilyevitch’s
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strong impression he had just received, and he succeeded in telling his
how bewitching she is, but I know too that she is kind, firm and noble.
“The most stupid, trivial affair, they made a mountain of a molehill as
strive with Thee and overcome Thee, and all will follow him, crying, “Who
with your nose, they send you to Paris: there, they say, is a European
will be sure to make me laugh, especially as you’ll be in that long gown.
ideas.”
she began to be hysterical!”
anxiety; do you understand how he honored you? But how is it that he has
It was by now seven o’clock, and it was getting dark as Alyosha entered
though he were afraid of being watched, opened the door, gone out on the
and marched off with his yard‐long strides, so that the poor priest almost
to knock. Ivan went out on to the stairs twice to listen like this.
that earth which Thou didst come to save. And the wise spirit that tempted
“Let me have soup, and tea afterwards, I am hungry,” said Alyosha gayly.
In any case the anecdote made a certain favorable impression on the
expression, beyond his age indeed, although the young man sometimes looked
cannot make up my mind, you see, though I’m making up my mind every day,
and preparing himself for it for a whole month, he would snatch up
funny. I bethought me to knock on the window‐frame those taps we’d agreed
the Fathers of old, the Apostles and the martyrs. And when the time comes
And the homeless nomad wandered
that interview, far from shaking Ivan’s belief in his guilt, positively
bloodless aged lips. That was all His answer. The old man shuddered. His
before him, but could not restrain herself and broke into laughter.
guests, here are the young couple sitting, and the merry crowd and ...
their good understanding, he drank off his glass without waiting for any
“I’ll just have a liqueur.... Have you any chocolates?”
I will note, too, in passing, that although many in our town knew of the
sometimes, and when I am pleased about anything I can’t restrain myself
conduct_ from a man of such a reverend character as Father Zossima.’ That
made a good choice,’ she said, ‘I see right through him.’ And—would you
that Katya was taking measures, she was silent, but she set her mouth. She
myself, ‘Either we shall be friends at once, for ever, or we shall part
the copse!”
We must note here that Fyodor Pavlovitch knew where to look for the weak
For the last fortnight Ilusha had not left his little bed under the ikons
“Yes; is it a science?”
“I’ve left it at home.”
punctual and precise of men, a man who adhered to an unchangeable routine,
Easter. It was a fine day, and I remember to‐day, as though I saw it now,
“It’s from the Bible. ‘If I forget thee, Jerusalem,’ that is, if I forget
last Mihail Makarovitch, who had been absent, came hurriedly into the
“There is only one man in the world who can command Nikolay
“Thank God! At last you have come too! I’ve been simply praying for you
you. You didn’t sleep all night either, I hear, you had a meeting in
shan’t pull up. I shall carry out my base plan, and you can bear witness
“Except about the door, all he has said is true,” cried Mitya, in a loud
but I assured him this dog was called Perezvon and he did not guess. And
alone.”
captain, terror‐stricken at the thought that his boy might be dying,
Grushenka, and give her up once for all, eh?”
it will shine forth like a precious diamond to the whole world. So may it
was not in the blue room either; there was no one but Kalganov asleep on
“Come, don’t you know why you’re glad?” said Rakitin, grinning. “You used
some surprise for a moment.
belief and disbelief at the same moment that sometimes it really seems
“Yes.”
river from a high bank, almost a precipice, and so perished, entirely to
fretting and worrying him.
The youth involuntarily reflects: ‘But did he love me when he begot me?’
most of her time in another province where she had an estate, or in
rejoices with us. He is changing the water into wine that the gladness of
Nevertheless, he went to see Mitya ten days before the trial and proposed
protect and look after “the kids,” that is, the son and daughter of the
Grigory has given evidence.... A horrible suspicion! It’s awful, awful, I
Don’t love her.... Don’t love her any more. If you love her, I shall
inexperience and vanity—vexation at having failed to express himself,
reported that they certainly might take proceedings concerning the village
the boy was proud; but in the end he became slavishly devoted to me: he
her. All that time she was obtaining exact information as to her Sofya’s
cards. There had been drinking and disorder enough, that night.... So the
every hour they get angrier and angrier, so that I sometimes think I shall
mother of old. He was a great saint and he could not have spoken falsely.
prayers, and I will pray for your husband’s health. It is a sin for you to
“Come, I say, I’m never thrashed! And you’ve got Perezvon with you?”
brother Ivan made it worse by adding:
to love my children and to kiss them. Neither my wife nor the judges, nor
pardon, through Agrafena Alexandrovna ... Agrafena Alexandrovna, the lady
“But what’s to be done? What can one do in such a case? Must one despair?”
poverty,” from Dmitri Fyodorovitch, and that he was ready to pay it back.
but that by to‐morrow morning, if the present remedies were unavailing, he
for he knew the men surrounding him, well. He was not shaken by it, but
I could about it in a letter of six pages, and sent him to her. Why do you
“The elder Varsonofy did sometimes seem rather strange, but a great deal
He noticed this remark with some surprise, but did not answer it.
weeping and hugging his father, had cried, “Father, father, how he
“He’s insulted me!” Grigory articulated gloomily and distinctly.
exists and amounts to a passion, and he has proved that.
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Smerdyakov never hinted at their complicity, though the actual murderer
blamed himself for his outbursts of temper with his father on several
Ivanovna, of whom Grushenka had even raved when she lay in delirium.
step?’ I shall get mixed up, if you go on like this, and you will put it
be built up. I repeat, to‐morrow Thou shalt see that obedient flock who at
was well content with it. His mind wandered and worked incessantly.
Are you asleep?”
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Chapter IV. In The Dark
you! Here, I must kiss your lower lip once more. It looks as though it
come?’ my old man asks Him, and answers the question for Him. ‘No, Thou
doesn’t come (for very likely she does not mean to come at all) then he
last greetings, bidding him remember the hour of her love for ever, knew
“Is that all you can think of?... In what way is he like von Sohn? Have
envelope in which the three thousand roubles had been put ready for
father and where his money was kept. Look, please, don’t overlook that,
“And the Prisoner too is silent? Does He look at him and not say a word?”
strong impression he had just received, and he succeeded in telling his
“Ah!”
“Getting out of bed, he goes almost unconsciously and with no definite
study the psychology of Russian crime, for the subject is worth it. But
at him as though they were his benefactors.... I’ve heard that; Father
can tell a story, take a hand at cards, and who have a distinct aversion
believers some of them rejoiced even more than the unbelievers, for “men
more. I’ll say no more. Call your witnesses!”
for the rivalry of the two “ladies,” as the prosecutor expressed it—that
have I? Step aside, Mitya, and make way! What am I now? Now everything is
with the money or without it, for I can’t drag on any longer, things have
to‐day, perhaps in a few days, that I can’t tell. But she will come, she
quieted.
cheeks betrayed at the first glance that she was ill. But what struck
The evidence of the medical experts, too, was of little use to the
blew softly on the friendly phantoms, and they flew away. “There’s plenty
excellent mead, and a large glass jug of kvas—both the latter made in the
thinking I felt afraid to touch that monster ... as though he were a
Trifonov’s son and heir, a driveling youth and one of the most vicious in
murder, he told that son, Dmitri, about the money, the envelope, and the
“What strikes you as so strange?” Father Iosif inquired cautiously.
Book III. The Sensualists
lay, what was written on it, what it was tied up with, and, above all,
to some ordinary worldly conversation, it would be meanness, but when her
characteristic circumstance. Had he been an experienced murderer and had
fix a long piercing look upon me, and I thought, “He will say something
Kuzma back all he has ever given me, to‐morrow, and all his money and I’ll
“Truly,” I answered him, “all things are good and fair, because all is
onion to‐day. Begin your work, dear one, begin it, gentle one!... Do you
These phrases burst from Mitya almost hysterically. Though Andrey was
it all the more strange is that he seems to have hardly thought of this
not only among us but all over the world, be it even the fullest Republic
little faith?” I could of course confidently answer for Alyosha, “No, he
“A wash‐stand? That’s all right ... but where am I to put this?”
live in the Fedotovs’ back‐yard. Though he made his home there, they did
the most sacred guarantees for the destiny and future of Russian justice
filled his soul. “Shall I go at once and give information against
the majority of the monks had been devoted to the dead elder. But it
“But Katerina Ivanovna!” exclaimed Alyosha sorrowfully.
road,” answered Mitya. “Fenya, get up, don’t kneel to me. Mitya won’t hurt
children, smite him with sore boils so that he cleansed the corruption
be cheered up by the thought that I am not running away for pleasure, not
said softly, but with a sort of menace. “Do you mean to pretend to be ill
was always of a voluptuous temper, and ready to run after any petticoat on
then?” He moved closer so that his knees positively knocked against
you’ll find it,” said Mitya, sneering. “Enough, gentlemen, enough!” he
seeing how she was being drawn out, began catching hold of her so as to be
“That third is God Himself—Providence. He is the third beside us now. Only
towards him.
not more than three days, perhaps, among us, had so wonderfully succeeded
story at people’s houses!”
softens even Varvara. And don’t judge Varvara harshly either, she is an
lot of sense, too. Writes well. He began reading me an article last week.
“What do you mean? Why do you say such things?” said Alyosha, troubled.
thinking the old man really has a keen nose; he sniffed a crime. Your
streamed in at the little window. I was stirred by the sight, and for the
And Alyosha ran downstairs and into the street.
Judge and save us! We need not only your prayers but your prophecies!”
and were glad that he had come at last. There were about twelve of them,
he seemed to say.
without speaking or looking at Smerdyakov. But Smerdyakov rose from the
they have heard from him, they will of their own accord help him in his
He ceased speaking suddenly, as though checking himself. After listening
“And, Alyosha, will you give in to me? We must decide that too.”
“I shall be asked, ‘What about the old woman, Grigory’s wife? She heard
It’s a fact that I did play with them, but it’s a perfect libel to say I
unity, only the most simple‐hearted among them believe it, so that one may
“And Perezvon with you!” grinned Kostya, and began snapping his fingers
once called back to her mistress.
If the evil‐doing of men moves you to indignation and overwhelming
coffin, in his short old summer overcoat, with his head bare and his soft,
woman who would readily entertain the _élite_ of the youth of the
“Alyosha, we must put off kissing. We are not ready for that yet, and we
another town, for those who have been in trouble themselves make the best
in God will not believe in God’s people. He who believes in God’s people
trust that it may be the same in the later development of the case.... On
knowing why, like a satellite. The astronomers would calculate the rising
as the inquiry continued.
as you are, am tender with you and have pity on you, how much more will
he dosed the invalid mercilessly. But on that Sunday morning a new doctor
shuddered inwardly. “That girl is truthful and sincere,” he thought, “and
it out of the envelope since it was not found when the police searched the
feeling he pronounced, addressing all in the room:
Fyodorovitch, but the man lying the other side of that door, who has
fashionable days fathers and mothers are looked upon as a prejudice, but
alarm and pulled him back. He did not seem to understand fully what was
never, even a minute before, have conceived that any one could behave like
“Yes; make him a bed on the sofa,” answered Grushenka.
“Yes. She did run away. I’ve had that unpleasant experience,” Maximov
great and strong, while the millions, numerous as the sands of the sea,
“Katerina Ivanovna!” Nikolay Parfenovitch exclaimed with wonder. The
and he counts on the reckoning beads while I sit and put things down in
Fyodorovitch is smiling at us. He must have something interesting to say
handkerchief and mopped his forehead, then sat down again, not in the same
discipline, kept him for another minute under the bench, and only when he
von Sohn? Or perch on the box with the coachman. Skip on to the box, von
“What do you mean by isolation?” I asked him.
“What is it to us? It’s not our business, but yours. You are doing
“You’d better take off your greatcoat, or you’ll be too hot.” Ivan, as
winds, for in that case what could have become of the other fifteen
“How will you escape it? By what will you escape it? That’s impossible
had opened the door into the passage, whistled for him. The dog leapt up
humanity, in accordance with the new ideas, the new sentiments that had
with angry contempt. “He was always coming to me for money: he used to get
becomingly on his forehead.
he dosed the invalid mercilessly. But on that Sunday morning a new doctor
with quite different clothes, brought in behind him by a peasant.
her lips to her brother’s for the last time as they bore the coffin by
to find out what his father had been doing above. Then he set off,
Epilogue
yours is unclean.’ ‘You ask all the officers whether my breath is
but this was not so. The elder distinctly and deliberately bowed down at
night on the bank of a great navigable river with some fishermen. A good‐
thousand with him. And to the question where he got the money, she said
to‐day—reduced her to that tinkling, quiet, nervous, queer little laugh.
minutes.”
“He hears the bell, but where it is he cannot tell. Good‐by, we shall meet
punish me, decide my fate!” cried Mitya, staring with terribly fixed wide‐
their vice. They are swindlers, only there the scoundrel wears polished
Mitya passed to the other side of the curtain and stood stock still. The
would be transformed into an endless church service; it would be holy, but
she turned to Nikolay Parfenovitch and added:
awaited what would come next without fear, watching with penetration and
farewell. “He went to that woman,” Alyosha added softly.
“A relation! That Grushenka a relation of mine!” cried Rakitin, turning
no overcoat on in this bitter cold. You see what an egoist I am. Oh, we
visitors had arrived, including Fyodor Pavlovitch, who was to stand god‐
them up, but in exceptional occasions of life people still fly to blows,
in!”
Alyosha’s right, quite right, in not wanting to come and see such a
rival. But having killed him, probably with one blow of the brass pestle,
before could not have been less than three thousand, that all the peasants
that earth which Thou didst come to save. And the wise spirit that tempted
If necessary, tell them I’ll never abandon them.... Now leave me, leave
money gained by personal toil, are made by way of penance voluntarily
“Good God! He must have killed his old father!” she cried, clasping her
“You don’t say so! You are a schoolboy, I suppose?”
“No, I’m not wrong, not at all!” Mitya flared up again, though his
forbidden); but you’ve shed blood and you must die.’ And on the last day,
confirm him in the idea that his crime is not a crime, but only a reaction
he said. ‘It’s to win her heart, so it’s in a good cause. When I get hold
truth of his words, bore witness that
approaching return of the “officer,” that is, of the man who had been such
unavenged suffering and unsatisfied indignation, _even if I were wrong_.
Mitya took the piece of paper out of his waistcoat pocket, unfolded it and
remark. But it is the only way for a grown‐up person to get at once into
the waiters, the sound of popping corks, the click of billiard balls, the
earthly life given him, and with it times and seasons. And that happy
at Plotnikovs’. You gave Perhotin ten, your driver twenty, here you lost
the thought that a man of lofty mind and heart begins with the ideal of
self‐willed, but proudest of the proud in our little heart. We’re noble,
the evidence against Smerdyakov produced by these three persons, who are
“Yes, I did.”
am sorry for it now. But I had a special reason. So now I’ve told you all
in pencil: ‘I will write to you. Wait. K.’ And that was all.
“Give him something, Mitya,” said Grushenka. “Give him a present, he’s
haste—‘if not I’—the animal cunning, the naïveté, the Karamazov impatience
among the officers—so strong and deeply rooted will a brutal prejudice
1.F.
must be and is permitted? Without it, I am told, man could not have
Father Païssy stood over him, waiting resolutely. Father Ferapont paused
_auto da fé_, in the presence of the king, the court, the knights, the
he had only the desire, only the impulse to it. Afterwards he talked less
this was no doubt owing to the shocking news. People were attracted who
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throbbing and his heart was with _her_, but money—money was indispensable
“From Tchermashnya, too ... you could be sent for,” Smerdyakov muttered,
the defense,” Ippolit Kirillovitch could not resist adding, “whatever
are watching over my destiny in this way, you will come to my help in my
shepherd? I go on and I don’t know whether I’m going to shame or to light
losing you and being left without defense in all the world. So I went down
greedily looked at his brother and listened to him with a wild, strange
sensibly?”
been sent to Siberia in my place, the man died of fever. And I’ve been
“What are you about?” he cried, staring into the man’s face, and suddenly
“ ‘Four thousand! What do you mean? I was joking. You’ve been counting
own will and yield it to him in complete submission, complete self‐
“Another! Another bottle!” Mitya cried to the innkeeper, and, forgetting
disputes, if there had been any. Some confessed kneeling. The elder
resolved to borrow three thousand from that lady. And what was more, he
He was wearing his coarse gown girt with a rope. His bare chest, covered
intensely irritated.
Chapter II. Dangerous Witnesses
and ‘in the splendid _auto da fé_ the wicked heretics were burnt.’ Oh, of
heart. But four thousand is not a sum to throw away on such frivolity.
were, scales fall from his eyes and the blind man sees Him. The crowd
feeling he pronounced, addressing all in the room:
“Why, do you suspect him?”
stealthily at every step, listening to his own footsteps. It took him five
me.”
a little wild beast among them. The shepherds taught him nothing, and
a kind‐hearted, brave boy, he felt for his father’s honor and resented the
joy. Those who disagreed with the verdict seemed crushed, shrugged their
again, as though it were a question of vast import. “He’s never been in
suffused his face. He sat a long time in his place, his head propped on
perfection and freedom, if at the same time one gains the conviction that
“_Panie!_” cried Mitya, “let’s drink! and the other _pan_, too! Let us
unreasonable, and so he had to make haste to get there and back. So he
place set aside for interviews. As Alyosha entered the room he came upon
to him persuasively. “I’m very glad you’ve come, very glad, Mitya, do you
intensified their enjoyment. But Kostya liked the shot better.
“But don’t ever forget me, father,” Ilusha went on, “come to my grave ...
sure to break it,’ and he grinned all over his face, highly delighted.
across his chest. Katerina Ivanovna remained in the court and sat down in
drawn by the witness was a gloomy and sinister one, and greatly
harder than ours. And if he does not go to church, it’s because he knows
though creeping up to the subject. “Where were you able to procure such a
still time to make some plan of defense, and now, now—she is so
a statement from his father. Fyodor Pavlovitch remarked for the first time
or superciliousness, without condescension to them, but gently and kindly,
implicitly with my Lise. Since the death of Father Zossima—God rest his
Superior’s. He was not uneasy because he did not know what she would speak
told me the main idea three days before, and we began quarreling about it
without distinction. It ends by her winning from God a respite of
must set it in order. Is that a pun, eh?”
forehead. His left eye winked and he grinned as if to say, “Where are you
on Katerina’s unexpected adventure, but he was very fond of the bereaved
afterwards for a fact that it was from a jealous feeling on his side also
own.
something extraordinary, an unheard‐of, even “unseemly” excitement and
“Why, he is my cousin. His mother was my mother’s sister. But he’s always
the coarsest linen showed almost black with dirt, not having been changed
‘haunted by profound, unsolved doubts.’ He’s showing off, and what it all
Ivan from where he stood. But the latter rose from his seat, went up to
room went on and grew louder and louder. Mitya laid Grushenka on the bed
people don’t know that side of me—”
Again Alyosha seemed not to hear. Rakitin could not control himself.
“Yes. She did run away. I’ve had that unpleasant experience,” Maximov
first moment that the facts began to group themselves round a single
“In the market‐place, in the market‐place! The devil knows whereabouts.
“Are you leaving the hermitage? What, without asking leave, without asking
Who is responsible for his having received such an unseemly bringing up,
not as his own surmise and theory, but as the direct confirmation, by a
shame!” cried the girl by the window, suddenly turning to her father with
like that. Mitya, how shameful it is! Oh, Mitya, I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed
bitter, pale, sarcastic.
“We had prepared a whole bottle of it and he used to keep it under his
away by a zeal that outstripped his reason, would not be quieted. “He was
whisper. And among these were some of the oldest monks, strictest in their
“There’s nothing to tell, it’s all so foolish,” answered Maximov at once,
ruined he is happy! I could envy him!”
“You see,” he said, with a pale smile, “how much it has cost me to say the
He was almost choking. There was so much, so much he wanted to say, but
the elder said jestingly. “Why have you been laughing at Alexey?”
long on that path? And if the patient whose wounds you are washing did not
“I got them from Smerdyakov, from the murderer, yesterday.... I was with
Russian people? I believe that it will come to pass and that the time is
unexpected friend, a warmly loving teacher, in this austere monk who had
A captivating little foot,
“If I didn’t kill Fenya then, gentlemen, it was only because I hadn’t
already familiar to the reader. It was close and crowded at that moment
Chapter IV. Rebellion
himself, “I am a scoundrel”? And now he almost fancied that these
Such a murder is not a parricide. No, the murder of such a father cannot
“Have you talked to the counsel?”
the whole secret. They’ve planned it together, the three of them—Mitya,
“And how do you feel now?”
skirts. Two or three women, perhaps, had run out of the room.
people are isolated. The people believe as we do, and an unbelieving
with what? Tell me,” he asked quickly, looking at the two lawyers.
their scapegoat, they’ve made me write the column of criticism and so life
will see. Hush!”
completely.”
“spread”; that the face would become puffy, and that wrinkles would very
Time was passing: the thought of his dying elder had not left Alyosha for
broad‐minded.’ But that wasn’t he, that was some one else. I’ve muddled
She clasped her hands.
“Besides its being honestly acquired from a ‘sister,’ so highly respected
wrong thing, without meaning it. No one knew but Smerdyakov, only
come into fashion,” and so on, and so on. And that was why they had
addressing the elder. “I am not a cultivated man, and I don’t even know
impressively:
drank little, only one glass of punch, and kept a sharp look‐out on
certain, so to say, that Agrafena Alexandrovna will force him, if only she
of the room, the boys followed him. At last Alyosha too went out.
noticed it later. At first—a month ago—he only began to come oftener to
“You should have told us of that first, that explains everything, we can’t
days that he is unique. Another man will not commit the murder, but will
their hands. Too, too well will they know the value of complete
He asked the question softly and meekly, to his own surprise, and at once,
by her own dream, her own delusion—because it was _her_ dream, _her_
used to drive all over the province, complaining tearfully to each and all
“speculation,” and that she had shown marked abilities in that direction,
coffin, in his short old summer overcoat, with his head bare and his soft,
THE END
principled person, such as that highly respected young lady unquestionably
absolved, reconciled, exhorted, imposed penance, blessed, and dismissed
“Well, Karamazov, or whatever it is, but I always think of
you like,” muttered Alyosha.
could one catch the thief when he was flinging his money away all the
said I, ‘be our Napravnik.’ ‘What do you mean by Napravnik?’ said he. I
man who has just hit his head against a wall. Fyodor Pavlovitch emptied
on the road. What those blows upon his breast signified, _on that spot_,
that of drawing the whole world, and therefore the ancient pagan State
him. But in my wishes I reserve myself full latitude in this case. Good‐by
Russia, the very scent and sound of her. Oh, he is spontaneous, he is a
opened, and the guest so long expected, Dmitri Fyodorovitch, came in. They
Book XI. Ivan
“There is more evidence I must give at once ... at once! Here is a
from their hearts. Were we right teaching them this? Speak! Did we not
“Well, kill me. Kill me now,” Smerdyakov said, all at once looking
that at this moment you are in a temple of justice. Remember that you are
Chapter IX. They Carry Mitya Away
Chapter VII. The Controversy
his master!
the background that the fatal end might still be far off, that not till
had flung away his weapon, for it was found fifteen paces from where
anything happened to him. Oh, he foresaw his illness! He told me that the
chaos, if I were struck by every horror of man’s disillusionment—still I
last spring. Well, you know what our preparatory class is—a lot of small
murdered woman, and that there was no doubt about them. Yet nothing was
It was his voice, the voice of Father Zossima. And it must be he, since he
nothing but nonsense.” The idea suddenly dawned on his despairing mind.
examined. Don’t be anxious about your money. It will be properly taken
degrading, humiliating suffering such as humbles me—hunger, for
conversation. But he had only got up from his bed a quarter of an hour
He looked intently at Alyosha, as though considering something.
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