“Who is stupid? Of whom are you talking, brother?” Alyosha asked anxiously
young people commit suicide, without asking themselves Hamlet’s question
him and caught hold of him on all sides. Then he fell helpless on the snow
strength to save himself from some awful disgrace which was awaiting him
have to you, and told him about the hymn, too. He told me he’d arrange it;
He turned and walked on with a firm step, not looking back.
his hand, so he must have been carrying them like that even in the
“How’s that the most ordinary?”
gayly by.
faith who, when his head was cut off at last, stood up, picked up his
The children’s faces instantly brightened. “Show us the cannon,” said
was all in decay, the floor was rotting, the planks were loose, the
And with those words he went suddenly out of the kitchen. Fenya was almost
When he described how he made up his mind at last to make the “signal” to
moments he hated himself intensely. Of Katerina Ivanovna he almost forgot
would have caught a quick flush crimsoning his cheeks in an instant. His
monasteries, used to give regular performances in which the Madonna, the
“His elder died to‐day, Father Zossima, the saint.”
one laughed.
complete at the provincial gymnasium. The inconsolable widow went almost
last her father died, which made her even more acceptable in the eyes of
of heaven, full of soft, shining stars, stretched vast and fathomless
gazed at her, listened to her.... She became very talkative, kept calling
unclean.’ And ever since then I had it in my mind. Not long ago I was
“Is it for me to bless them? I am only a humble monk. I will pray for
cheerful,” Grushenka said crossly.
for whom I have the highest respect and esteem ...”
terms from this work, or any files containing a part of this work or any
earnest. Only as I lay there, just as before you now, I thought, ‘Would
actually refuse the money?”
maybe they will cease one day to do so and will form a firm wall
Ah, he is reading again”....
another witness on the path, that brass pestle which he had taken from the
never happened, recall everything, forget nothing, add something of her
little schoolboy who had run beside his father crying, the idea had at
that the author himself made his appearance among us.
Katerina Ivanovna had talked all the time to Dmitri to spare him. Alyosha
the ladies. Don’t suppose, holy father, that I mean any harm. But do you
right enough.’ That was what he dropped. That was all he said. That was
last, went out. I saw the window open on the left into the garden, and I
if they don’t drag me down what justice is there in the world? _Il
crying out against him.”
rising in his heart, that he wanted to cry, that he wanted to do something
“What’s the matter? Was I asleep? Yes ... a bell ... I’ve been asleep and
Alyosha listened with extreme surprise and was deeply moved.
to share with all men and all creation his joy and ecstasy, and once more
in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to
Chapter I. The Beginning Of Perhotin’s Official Career
“No, brother, we had better not drink,” said Alyosha suddenly. “Besides I
“Where have you been?” I asked him.
from the steps, for he was hardly able to walk, the pain in his back and
act to‐morrow at the trial,” he said sharply and angrily again.
made his way in the dark to her bedroom, where a light was burning. As
sport, so to speak, for professional glory, to show nothing had been
control his feelings not to burst out crying like a child, and do what he
... not mine, I mean, but stolen by me, and it was fifteen hundred
notes and gold coins of which that sum was made up, and those very notes
calls you a cherub. Cherub!... the thunderous rapture of the seraphim.
desired to attract the attention of the household by having a fit just
suspected it was because of that! Oh, he is a brute! He was always
straight off. If I give it, you may come back to her to‐morrow....
the conclusion that, if anything could dissipate my love to humanity, it
the bridge? and afterwards we all grew so fond of him. He was a fine boy,
money, which amounted to eight hundred and thirty‐six roubles, and forty
“What for, if you had no object?”
excuse to go to them—I mean to that captain—oh, goodness, how badly I
together, at this stone, the cruelest and most mocking of us—if we do
“His, his, and he is very keen on it. He didn’t come to see me at first,
care to look upon my house and my goods. I don’t care to see anything at
to understand anything. Everything seems mixed up in a sort of tangle. I
“You’re a _lajdak_ yourself! You’re a little scoundrel, that’s what you
And if he goes away I shall go, too!” she added with flashing eyes.
of‐all‐work and her master, and you know, that’s all that’s needed for
But, of course, if they don’t ask, why should we worry them? What do you
question:
tears of rapture rose from his soul.... He stretched out his hands,
“I don’t understand myself.... I seemed to see in a flash ... I know I am
for some reason, that those he confides in will meet him with perfect
are complaining on all sides of their miserable income and their
Moscow, with great ceremony, with ikons, all in fine style. The general’s
Alyosha.
them in that envelope himself, and had seen the envelope sealed up and
lying on his back, without movement or consciousness. “He will be frozen,”
gazed at her, listened to her.... She became very talkative, kept calling
fallen, on the contrary, into dissension and isolation, as my mysterious
“Mamma has just told me all about the two hundred roubles, Alexey
that is, just that Dmitri should kill father, and as soon as possible ...
definitely. He had, besides, noticed at that moment, he remembered
“To Poland, _panovie!_” cried Mitya, raising his glass. “Hurrah!”
Chapter III. Ilusha’s Funeral. The Speech At The Stone
called upon to sign the protocol of his evidence, and so on. We will only
“It’s very important for me to be in time to see my brother to‐day,”
But they couldn’t love the gypsy either:
few hours before, no longer made him feel miserable or indignant. He began
lighten his darkness but only thirsted for the joyous emotion, which
respected civil councilor, the father of grown‐up daughters, who could
moment. I hate his double chin, his nose, his eyes, his shameless grin. I
might mean more than threats, and that such a frenzy might turn threats
“Eye‐Witness.” These paragraphs, it was said, were so interesting and
“It’s not in my hands now,” said the doctor impatiently, “but h’m!...” he
moral depravity, no real corrupt inner cynicism in it, but there is the
“Ach, as though we could take it amiss in you!” drawled Marya
crestfallen. He was afraid of Grushenka, afraid that the _pan_ would at
Scriptures. But this teaching came to nothing. At the second or third
master a second time and carry off the money that had already been stolen?
led, that the poor blind creatures may at least on the way think
captain’s. He saw instantly that every one knew. They had positively
“It’s a tragedy!” he said, grinding his teeth. Mechanically he went up to
hundred roubles, threw them on the counter, and ran hurriedly out of the
you!”
“Are you speaking the truth? Well, now, after such a confession, I believe
tempts the tormentor, just the angelic confidence of the child who has no
money?”
that Varvinsky could be at ease about the indulgence he had shown, which
Chapter II. Lizaveta
the Father to whom his former guide, the former sovereign of his heart and
mysteriously at me, as if he were questioning me.
it appears, the police—the foreign police, of course—do the same. Your
Chapter VIII. The Third And Last Interview With Smerdyakov
it would turn out like that?”
far more than you do yourself, and there’s no need for you to tell me
_panie_? Don’t you trust me? I can’t give you the whole three thousand
was the murderer.... But I don’t want to lie to you now, because ...
Ilusha, would you like me to chop off my four fingers with this knife here
the Father to whom his former guide, the former sovereign of his heart and
It was not exactly that she was upset, she seemed overwhelmed and perhaps
dirty, took up the big yellow book that Ivan had noticed at first lying on
Smerdyakov?”
evidence is extremely unreliable. I knew a lady who complained bitterly
you any idea of horse‐breeding, Dmitri Fyodorovitch?”
but seductive and irresistibly logical. To kill the old man, take the
Smerdyakov’s death before I came, when no one knew of it and there was no
The merchant will make gold for me
“The Father Superior invites all of you gentlemen to dine with him after
“You see, I knew that you—seemed to care for me, but I pretended to
you have this man, this father who reproaches his profligate son!
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quickly.
turned their backs on him. Then I took my first step. I met Agafya
characteristic of the case was conspicuous and observed by all, that is,
he dropped his voice so that no one could hear them, “I feel dreadfully
“That he had come on business of the greatest importance, and that Madame
“Well, kill me. Kill me now,” Smerdyakov said, all at once looking
me; he’s a lackey and a mean soul. Raw material for revolution, however,
depress you, or you may lose your head and say the wrong thing in your
needle in hand, how at the slightest sound he slipped behind the screen
Don’t be uneasy. I’m not spinning it out. I’m talking sense, and I’ll come
and was reassured.
What does the counsel say. Where are you off to, Alexey Fyodorovitch?”
accordingly showed itself in its true colors with extraordinary rapidity.
By the time Mitya and Pyotr Ilyitch reached the shop, they found a cart
you any idea of horse‐breeding, Dmitri Fyodorovitch?”
no means phlegmatic at that moment. He remembered all his life how a
Oh, madam, since you are so kind, so touchingly generous to me,” Mitya
round the whole building on the inner side, overlooking the courtyard. The
of them? I simply ask you that. And if I challenge him and he kills me on
believe, even then—who, retiring from the service into a life of leisure,
comes from our parts; he was a soldier in our regiment. He does jobs for
confirm him in the idea that his crime is not a crime, but only a reaction
up the final results of socialism with those of Christianity. This wild
preparation and always keeps it. It’s a strong thing made from some herb.
her from any one, and would at once check the offender. Externally,
till the evening before implicitly believed that Katerina Ivanovna had a
only have murdered him for the sake of gain, in order to appropriate the
“No, I don’t want it to belong to both of us, I want it to be mine
Pole, I expect. Lost his job, they say. He’s heard now that Grushenka’s
the instant ... without any papers or formalities ... that’s doing things
evening he had undergone the treatment which Smerdyakov had described to
your brother I still feel strong—for I know—you two will never desert me.”
Mitya shrugged his shoulders nervously and shook his head. “Alyosha,
that last counsel of the mighty spirit, Thou wouldst have accomplished all
with angry annoyance.
extraordinary pride; he wanted to carry her away and begin the new life
“What do you think the doctor will say to him?” Kolya asked quickly. “What
It happened moreover that the child’s relations on his mother’s side
cardinal himself, the Grand Inquisitor, passes by the cathedral. He is an
going about me, that last week I played robbers with the preparatory boys.
though he were afraid of being watched, opened the door, gone out on the
everything from him, even treachery), she intentionally offered him three
and that, if there had been any love on earth hitherto, it was not owing
bear it. Now, I thought, he is all that binds me, and he is my judge. I
Mitya. “March, _panovie_!”
Church jurisdiction.”
“But it was all true, the absolute truth!”
The youth involuntarily reflects: ‘But did he love me when he begot me?’
conclusion: that’s a man who would find gold.”
Thee to come now at all. Thou must not meddle for the time, at least.’
throughout Russia. But what is there to wonder at, what is there so
didn’t declare so positively that I’d brought three thousand?”
accomplished ... I am amazed at you, you walk about here, talking of I
Father Iosif walked away, grieving the more since he had put forward his
ecstasy.” There seemed to be threads from all those innumerable worlds of
her husband, her big brown eyes moved from one speaker to the other with
“He loves you, that’s what it is: he loves you so much. And now he is
stupefaction and was as excited as before. “What did he say?” He turned to
detected? But the prisoner himself assures us that he did not even notice
it would turn out like that?”
Smerdyakov, as before, watched him curiously, with no sign of fear. He
ideas. He was, too, a man of connections and property. He felt, as we
communication with heavenly spirits and would only converse with them, and
Yes, I’ve seen that she hated me ... a long while.... From the very first,
burnt down so? What’s the time?”
prone to continual and morbid self‐reproach. They worry over their
politeness.”
ordinary puppy, but a pedigree mastiff (a very important point, of
“Yes.”
struck him, so to say, as the ideal escape for his soul struggling from
high, strong fence remained a mystery. Some maintained that she must have
standing near Madame Hohlakov the previous day and had asked Father
“Brother, sit down,” said Alyosha in alarm. “For goodness’ sake, sit down
you.’ ”
that “damned” Agafya did not come back within ten minutes he should go out
after reading the paper.
During the two months that had passed since Mitya’s arrest, Alyosha had
upon him—settling our accounts, so to speak, and saying that I wouldn’t
The first to be called in the capacity of expert was Doctor Herzenstube.
passed into a smile that became more and more ironical.
ladies quarreled violently with their husbands over differences of opinion
because I was cool in responding to his endearments. And so, in order to
which she leapt up from her chair to meet him he saw that she had been
feet in his verse. Others don’t sing their praises, but they can’t look at
hands on his shoulders. His face became suddenly quite pale, so that it
way,” which led between the back gardens of the houses, with hurdles on
people! The younger generation are the one prop of our suffering country.
trained one little boy to come up to his window and made great friends
yet it was she who had betrayed him. “Perhaps because she feels how she’s
others.
there!”
“Give me a little shot,” he asked in an imploring voice.
This intense expectation on the part of believers displayed with such
and that Christ was with him too. “Ah,” said he, “how good that is, how
the army, he still had mustaches and no beard. His dark brown hair was
drawled in that way and could not speak naturally. She did so evidently
was making advances. “I believe the man must be Smerdyakov,” thought
running away from time to time to pour himself out a glass of liqueur. He
Alexey Fyodorovitch’s sufferings! Oh, my dear Alexey Fyodorovitch, what’s
memories, for there are no memories more precious than those of early
“Where ... is Zhutchka?” Ilusha asked in a broken voice.
suddenly and drew himself up before Alyosha, as though he were on drill.
shameless hussy. You mustn’t go to her, you mustn’t!”
who had foreseen this, and purposely brought pencil and paper with him,
market‐place, it was a long way round. Though our town is small, it is
“Lise!” said her mother impressively, though she smiled after she had said
by the most violent craving for riotous gayety, he can pull himself up, if
do you love Alyosha?”
who had been thrown off his balance by philosophical ideas above his level
fence, Fenya, and, never mind.... You’ll hear to‐morrow and understand ...
“Casting out I cast out,” he roared again.
reward, for great is your reward on this earth: the spiritual joy which is
without boots on his feet, and my heart was touched and I said, ‘You are a
sitting on his knee, too! He’s got something to grieve over, but what’s
from one tone to another. The question about “our retreat” he had asked as
them see how beautifully I dance....”
companions. The conventional answer to this question is: ‘He begot you,
continued. “Tell me, please, that is if you are not annoyed by my perhaps
platform, a special partition hurriedly put up, behind which all these
“From the peak of high Olympus
to take her. But that first reason, in the prisoner’s own words, was of
have given me a punch in the face on the spot, but you were not a bit
was angry. The whole effect on the public, of Rakitin’s speech, of his
she, too, was passing through an inward struggle, and was in a state of
“That’s much the best way,” chimed in Pan Vrublevsky.
though he be a monster, even though he be the enemy of his children, still
reflected upon it the evening before—from simple politeness, since it was
for it was always kindly and not spiteful laughter. These conversations
violent anger was not the sum itself; there was a special motive at the
Ivan, I can’t resist the way he looks one straight in the face and laughs?
He looked at me, all of a tremble. ‘Well,’ thought I, ‘if he’s so
began to bleed. Alyosha took out his handkerchief and bound it tightly
“Prisoner,” cried the President, “another word and I will order you to be
“I see and hear,” muttered Alyosha.
“What do you mean? How can you? Why?” cried Alyosha surprised.
know it’s serious, and I’ll run over and fix it up. I’ll snatch the time
intimately acquainted.”
number of public domain and licensed works that can be freely distributed
‘wickedness,’ they are tormented by pangs of conscience, often entirely
lotion. Would you believe it, mamma, on the way here he had a fight with
one that I’d kill him, and now, all of a sudden, he’s been killed. So it
pretty little legs in tights, and she had a little short skirt with
taken out a hundred, and so would have spent it all in a month. All this,
chicken. When he talked to me, he was always trembling for fear I should
how he once cured a paralyzed woman. ‘If my legs were not bad I know a
that he had taken out the money? Who heard what he said? The weak‐minded
a scoundrel, but not a thief, you may say what you like, not a thief!”
enthusiastically, “the prophecy has been fulfilled literally indeed, and
“I came in from the back‐alley, over the fence, and went straight to the
“And I will sit and wait for the miracle. And if it doesn’t come to pass—”
“You are cunning with me, damn you!” he exclaimed, getting angry.
eyes were shining. The effects of the glass she had just drunk were
hurry, in a terrible hurry), ‘but still I am not guilty, it is not I
“But she was my mother, too, I believe, his mother. Was she not?” said
yet firm in their convictions. The monk from Obdorsk heard all this
The prosecutor positively smiled at the “innocence of this subterfuge.”
Footnotes
foresee that your decision, your approval, will bring me peace, in spite
dark night resounding with the shout ‘Parricide!’ and the old man falling
was crying out that he had killed his father, and I felt that it was my
before with Andrey’s three horses, two carts stood in readiness. Mavriky
(Here the orator was interrupted by irrepressible and almost frantic
minute, as though struck by something, and suddenly turning back to the
in my childhood, and here, at the end of my pilgrimage, he seems to have
him. How well she has bandaged it, Alexey Fyodorovitch! I couldn’t have
mad prank seemed to have broken the ice, and Dardanelov was rewarded for
Mitya’s grandmother, had moved to Moscow, and was seriously ill, while his
The cup of life with flame.
catastrophe was, and what he would say at that moment to his brother, he
Perhotin’s servant‐boy, who met Mitya in the passage, said afterwards that
“He’s ‘insulted’ his father, not only you,” observed Ivan with a forced
was ready to be their horse and even began letting them ride on his back,
right shoulder, but she did not notice it and did not put it back till she
am afraid you are so bored you will jump up and run away, and that will be
“To Mokroe? But it’s night!”
compromising phrases. ‘Blood! I’ve deserved it!’ But he quickly restrained
“But not in a duel,” cried my second again.
thought I would be touched and marry him!’ Mitya leapt up swearing.... So,
arrived from town with a singular letter for him from Madame Hohlakov. In
himself. He foresaw with distress that something very unseemly was
grow into an oak‐tree—and such an oak‐tree that, sitting on it, you will
“He was mad then, perfectly mad, and that was my fault, wretch that I am!
Alyosha, come to me, sit down here.” She beckoned to him with a happy
and see him to‐day,” he blurted out suddenly, looking her steadily in the
voice, bathed in tears, stretching out her clasped hands towards them. “He
brothers?”
CONTENTS
on the other, Smerdyakov. No one knew on what terms he lived with them,
a bunch in his trembling hands and was strewing them again over his dear
alone against the whole school.”
his secret business. He had spoken to him just before Mitya met the
“I warrant the time, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. Ech, they won’t be half an hour
drunkard who has till then been inoffensive tries to pick a quarrel and to
“Yes. It’s a dead secret. Even Ivan doesn’t know about the money, or
Ilyitch.
“Oh, nothing.”
go! And can you have made up your mind? You’ve not made up your mind.
she, who had produced that “document” and proved his brother’s guilt. And
wanted to see Fenya on very “important business,” the man made up his mind
delight. He looked at Grushenka, laughing continually, and bringing his
“But I shall take Alyosha away from the monastery, though you will dislike
expected. He completely abandoned the child of his marriage with Adelaïda
was time to carry it out, stood round it in a close circle and began to
right, where there was a door into the garden, trying to see into the
listening and having a look on the sly; and now I want to give you the
forgotten it till this moment?”
into his heart with despair. There was one moment when he felt an impulse
I am going out.”
“So you didn’t give him the money! So you let him run away! Oh, dear, you
seemed as though God had in this case let the minority get the upper hand
Tchermashnya. It won’t put you out much to humor your father! If I hadn’t
you. You told me yourself you could sham a fit. What did you say that
“Look here, let’s first settle that business of the pistols. Give them
comfort the heart.... Without them, sorrow would be too heavy for men to
rose. At such moments Kolya would either stare out of the window scowling,
the world, or, at most, two, and they most likely are saving their souls
he wants you, but only that you would go and show yourself at his door. So
criminal, O Lord, if even the Christian society—that is, the Church—were
down for a moment to take breath, he closed his eyes, unconsciously
was how it was that he could believe at times that all Grushenka’s
Alyosha, “from his voice. And the lady must be the daughter of the house
“Nothing,” muttered Mitya, through his teeth. “Grusha, you wanted to be
confess one weakness of mine, Karamazov, just to you, since it’s our first
heard long ago that the money had not arrived. He hadn’t sent the money,
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Book VIII. Mitya
try his luck with the girls; they’d have carried all before them.”
suddenly. On the contrary, his friends, as I observed already, seeing him
and stronger and more wholesome and good for life in the future than some
friend of hers. Her husband, the doctor, had taken his departure twelve
Perezvon. I’ll let him go in now and perhaps it will amuse Ilusha more
working with Thee, but with _him_—that is our mystery. It’s long—eight
case.
thrown down their cards, all were standing up and talking. Even Nikolay
degraded, though the continual opening of the heart to the elder by the
What struck Alyosha above everything was her earnestness. There was not a
me first thing this morning to your brother’s lodging in Lake Street,
“If he didn’t write it, they say he said it. I heard that from a ... but
“Agrafena Alexandrovna?” The inn‐keeper understood at once, looking
any one but Mitya. It consisted of nothing but skipping and hopping,
Russia.... I have not read the _Lives of the Saints_ myself, and I am not
Mitya spoke much and quickly, nervously and effusively, as though he
with a look of suffering.
or four ceased throwing for a minute.
had not yet seen him.
Zossima told me so. I don’t know how to put it, but I have often seen it
with equal consideration for all. Every one will think his share too small
so completely are the people cowed into submission and trembling obedience
rival. But having killed him, probably with one blow of the brass pestle,
through as he advanced. Mitya was greatly impressed, too, with Samsonov’s
“Hush, Rakitin,” Alyosha answered with an aching heart.
Kuzma back all he has ever given me, to‐morrow, and all his money and I’ll
one missing and his absence was a heavy load on Ilusha’s heart. Perhaps
He sat with his elbows on the table and his head in his hand. He sat
“Well, I should hope not! Confound this dinner!”
perhaps, was still dictated by lofty and generous motives. He, he, the
“And how is Ilusha?”
blew softly on the friendly phantoms, and they flew away. “There’s plenty
“That’s clear, that’s clear!” repeated the prosecutor in great excitement.
“Why, do you suspect him?”
the sake of getting tobacco again! And such a man says, “I am fighting for
“Yes, a brat. What is it to you if I’m late; if I’m late, you may be sure
somehow in quieting him down. They impressed upon him that his clothes,
artisans of the town. I remember, long before the trial, questions were
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past that any object of the kind would serve as a weapon, so he instantly,
“Well, well, what happened when he arrived?”
on us as gods, because we are ready to endure the freedom which they have
though I didn’t see it myself, and as though he’d thought of it himself
the elder in the morning.
thinking about”; and all at once he added, “I think of nothing else
better make it up to Grusha somehow, without begging pardon. I worship
interest. He dressed in Russian style, with a shirt buttoning down on one
that fatal letter, and that letter is the chief, the most stupendous proof
“Then change your shirt.”
out of the cell. Alyosha and the novice flew to escort him down the steps.
a fortnight after his first visit to him, he began to be haunted by the
extremes which a Karamazov can contemplate at once. Karamazov is just such
“Why not? I was especially invited yesterday.”
arms. ‘Ilusha,’ I said to him, ‘Ilusha darling.’ No one saw us then. God
committed the murder and gets off unpunished? That is what every one,
his own money. Oh, gentlemen of the jury, that was cruel and revolting!
mother actually was the mother of Ivan too.
Alyosha made haste to thank her, and said that he had only just had
“Tell Perezvon to pretend to be dead!” Kostya begged.
be just the same. I know it, for no one knew the signals except
town pasture. A beautiful and lonely spot, sir. Ilusha and I walked along
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