She’ll scrape up all the scrapings and load them on your head. They are
the door to see Lise.
them. But for a long while Ivan did not recognize the real cause of his
“We love you, we love you!” they all caught it up. There were tears in the
Mitya himself was almost delirious, feeling that his happiness was at
in our power, and you can see for yourself how we are conducting the case.
“I don’t repent shedding your blood!” he cried. “Beware, old man, beware
less.”
“I don’t want my fifty roubles back,” Kalganov declared suddenly.
Grushenka, with a menacing note in her voice, taking the handkerchief from
“Lise, you are crazy. Let us go, Alexey Fyodorovitch, she is too
asks of you what you can comprehend and not what you cannot. You will know
But he kept Perezvon only for a brief moment.
“Women of the people are here too now, lying in the portico there waiting.
formerly his superior officer, who had received many honors and had the
business of his own before him, something almost mysterious. Meanwhile
contemptuously, striding along the street again.
Samsonov, which is psychologically interesting.) Then he hastens back to
so much. To Father Païssy’s sorrowful question, “Are you too with those of
our sanction? Why hast Thou come now to hinder us? And why dost Thou look
Alyosha listened with great attention.
was fully persuaded that his father might hurt any one else, but would not
now even I have found grace. I am dying in the Lord.’ ‘Yes, Richard, die
rehabilitating myself now. So let me shame them for all I am worth. I will
the apple and know good and evil, and they have become ‘like gods.’ They
and then I feel ready to overturn the whole order of things.”
once so suddenly into the society of robbers and murderers, and that he
Ivanovna yourself; I’ve suspected that for a long time, brother, that’s
science,” he declared enthusiastically to his companions, and as they left
into a dancing song at the first signal. Maximov, hearing that Grushenka
Moscow, two years before. Lise was extremely touched by his story. Alyosha
“And as for Mitya’s being mad, he certainly seems like it now,” Grushenka
“What’s that for?” The old man was a little surprised. “We shall see each
“No ... I haven’t. I have nothing particular.”
town, where they had come more for purposes of business than devotion, but
child of four years old and cut off the fingers from both hands, and then
“Be so generous as to forgive me for having kept you waiting so long, but
I’m more afraid of Ivan than the other. You’re the only one I’m not afraid
man was insupportable to him, and so, for a long time, he was convinced in
conversation and the disturbing incidents of the day, was sleeping the
up.... Ech, those pistols! Damn it all! I’m not his nurse! Let them do
“What despair! What death all round!” he repeated, striding on and on.
you hear? Do you know, gentlemen, you take me for a different sort of man
part in the proceedings—that is, of the witnesses and experts. It was a
repeat I don’t intend to describe all the questions step by step. Besides,
“Oh, that’s what I thought! He is lying to me, shameless deceiver, that’s
immortality, not only love but every living force maintaining the life of
drinking while I am away. He’s sure to. It used to be so before. As soon
galloping to an unknown goal, exclaims, ‘Oh, troika, birdlike troika, who
believe in nothing, blind moles and scoffers, and to tell you another
“It was all that going to Tchermashnya. Why! You were meaning to go to
out his hand, obviously avoiding the kiss. His father saw it at once, and
“ ‘This is the significance of the first question in the wilderness, and
“ ‘Don’t be uneasy,’ I said, ‘I won’t tell any one. You know I’m as silent
lesson the boy suddenly grinned.
therefore weep not, but rejoice.”
love, and he reproached himself bitterly for having been able for one
Then it happened that Ivan went out, and only when he had gone a dozen
sometimes astounded and almost alarmed his visitors by his knowledge of
persuaded that she heard a child crying, and that it was her own baby
but an answer to their questions.”
ladies were sitting, seeing that he was a great admirer of the fair sex
hanging. There was a bedstead against the wall on each side, right and
passage: it’s Cana of Galilee, the first miracle.... Ah, that miracle! Ah,
_panie_? Don’t you trust me? I can’t give you the whole three thousand
then ... but then.... But Mitya did not know what would happen then. Up to
coarseness and rudeness! What’s the good of giving a peasant a cigar to
beard shakes you know he is in earnest.”
“Stand facing me! That’s right!” And again he seized Alyosha, putting both
now. You sit down, too, Rakitin; why are you standing? You’ve sat down
You kissed mine three times, but I ought to kiss yours three hundred times
your soul. How splendid you are! I’ve always thought you were splendid.
of saints and martyrs, such as are sold for a few farthings at all the
him.”
felt suddenly convinced that she would not refuse to lend it to him. It
said slowly, in a soft and almost compassionate tone. “But all this, if
flock of sheep, grateful and obedient, though for ever trembling, lest
“Do you know, angel lady,” she suddenly drawled in an even more soft and
“At Katerina Ivanovna’s?”
come! Come to‐morrow, do you hear, to‐morrow!”
sausage....”
but even to our stinking little river which runs at the bottom of the
engravings from the great Italian artists of past centuries. Next to these
than the mastiff pup. Wait a bit, Karamazov, you will know something in a
“Now, listen and remember. In an hour’s time the wine will arrive,
tongue—” He broke off with a sob and sank on his knees before the wooden
take the consequences. Satan _sum et nihil humanum a me alienum puto_.”
“Grushenka had come.”
“To my thinking,” he revived at once, seeming to grow sober the instant he
like that again. How dare you be so familiar! Sit in that corner and be
his ambush in the back gardens, and there learns that Smerdyakov is in a
feverish he talked about you in delirium. I didn’t know how much you were
prosecutor more than ever.
force that triumphs over him mechanically and (so at least they say of
three thousand, but less, and that Dmitri Fyodorovitch had saved half that
the dark, asking my heart whether I loved him. Decide for me, Alyosha, the
Chapter V. A Laceration In The Drawing‐Room
“Oh, how thankful I am to you! You see, I shut my eyes and ask myself if
in number; three of them, I agree, could not have been responsible—the
up going to see him. Immediately after that meeting with him, Ivan had not
You are praying when you light the lamp, and I am praying when I rejoice
roars with delight that the torturer is acquitted. Ah, pity I wasn’t
in the dark, a sort of shadow was moving very fast.
went before. Dmitri has asked you to go to her and say that he—well, in
“Oh, yes, the bill. Of course.”
doves—let me call you so, for you are very like them, those pretty blue
that the secret should be kept sacred. Those two simple creatures, Agafya
Mechanically he stepped into the garden. Perhaps he fancied something,
From this paradox, gentlemen, you can judge of the rest of our eccentric
“What do you mean by ‘a long fit’?”
on Ilusha’s soul. No, it’s not for us to claim the privileges of noblemen.
acute irritation. She almost shrieked, and interrupted him in a fury:
should happen afterwards.” And when they returned to Grigory, the old man
allowed it and would have blown it out.
ecstasy, praying and kissing the ground, quietly and joyfully gave up his
children often argued together about various exciting problems of life,
in the town he made no answer to his father’s first inquiry why he had
afraid of words, but decide the question according to the dictates of
magnificent in her own line! So she ran home? I’ll go—ah—I’ll run to her!
But he broke off every time at the second line and began swearing again;
So they thought of Greek and Latin. That’s my opinion, I hope I shall
the elder and every one else, Alyosha succeeded, however, in supporting
and should be there till late counting up his money. I always spend one
its terrible torments! The pistol will settle everything, the pistol is
heavens! I should be the first to rejoice if it were so! Oh, don’t believe
harshness. Finally, he had asked the patients as soon as he saw them,
that his invincible rival was perhaps by no means so invincible, that the
Mr. Rakitin, of course, but ... old Byelinsky said that, too, so they
accept by faith, or, better to say, _on faith_, like many other things
“And from whom did you ... appropriate it?”
must explain that this young man, Alyosha, was not a fanatic, and, in my
“Do you know Sabaneyev?” Kolya went on even more emphatically and even
absence of anything like real evidence it will be too awful for you to
animated. “He needs you particularly just now. I would not have opened the
So her guardian angel stood and wondered what good deed of hers he could
“Yes, it is. Don’t you want to write it down?” said Mitya, with a
your stronghold, perhaps I want to be healed by you.” Ivan smiled suddenly
else. I too turned pale.
very obtuse as regards the feelings and sensations of others—partly from
Smerdyakov is dead, no one will believe Ivan’s evidence; but he will go
idiot, Smerdyakov, transformed into a Byronic hero, avenging society for
Take three thousand and go to the devil, and Vrublevsky with you—d’you
to say so a thousand times over.”
word “scoundrel” and begged that it should be put down in the protocol.
not, in the realist, spring from the miracle but the miracle from faith.
that we shall all rise again from the dead and shall live and see each
feeling he pronounced, addressing all in the room:
marvelous mingling of good and evil, he is a lover of culture and
“Not a step, not a word! Don’t speak, don’t answer her. She’ll go
ago. If you can waste another ten minutes on me, I’ll tell it to you.”
his compliments.’ ”
Alyosha; his was the only opinion he was afraid of there. But Alyosha was
face at that moment. I hate his ugly throat, his nose, his eyes, his
theory he had in the bottom of his heart refused to believe till that
prosecutor positively seized hold of him.
some surprise for a moment.
till eleven, and then to Samsonov’s again to bring her home.” This was
her voice.
on them. And your Mitya will squelch too. _Your_ Mitya, for you love him.
devoted to him, and declared, though not quite aloud, that he was a saint,
your side—a little happier, anyway—and children and all animals, if you
“All right, all right ... speak more intelligibly, don’t hurry; above all,
forgive me. Now the secret of my reputation, ruined perhaps for ever, is
Alexey Ivanitch Tchizhov, that’s who it is!” one of the women shouted at
was not in the blue room either; there was no one but Kalganov asleep on
“I am ready, I am ready! I am quite equal to answering you,” she added,
The old man fell like a log, and Dmitri, leaping over him, broke in the
called Korovkin, it was at Moscow.... The anecdote is so characteristic
As for the President of our Court, I can only say that he was a humane and
that he did stop, instead of passing by, as he meant to the minute before,
instantly, and knowing that it referred to Grigory.
lately, only the day before yesterday, that night when I was having all
at full length on the bench, with his coat crushed up under his head for a
and light to Thy people!
for them all, so that the babe should weep no more, so that the dark‐
written, he is coming here, and, do you know, we’ve loved him, none but
seeing the boy stand for hours by the bookcase poring over a book instead
was ill. Fenya and her grandmother, the cook, did not turn him out, but
the same warmth. “You know, Alexey Fyodorovitch, we’re fanciful, we’re
I’ve said so much I’ll tell the whole truth—he’s been to see him twice,
is staying with the priest at Ilyinskoe, about twelve versts from the
endure what the strong have endured? How is the weak soul to blame that it
thousand with it. Let him give me back only three out of the twenty‐eight
have just referred. That’s the misfortune. And indeed some fathers are a
enjoyed a month before. Mitya remembered their faces, greeting and
more natural for him to look to the left where, among the public, the
glances with Nikolay Parfenovitch.
don’t recognize Ivan, I don’t know him at all. Where does he come from? He
“Yes, formally and solemnly betrothed. It was all done on my arrival in
it out. At last he got hold of it and began pulling it out. Ivan saw that
understand even in this “laceration”? He did not understand the first word
I suppose you’ll put me away for him for six months, or a year perhaps, in
disdainful composure.
“Ah, we’ve heard of that exploit of yours, too,” cried the captain. “How
burdening with the common regulations so great an ascetic, who prayed day
“you may not believe me, but as God is holy, and as Christ is God, I swear
Alyosha looked at him in silence.
secretly they simply love it. I for one love it.”
“Is that all?”
Contact with real life will cure you.... It’s always so with characters
triumphantly acclaimed in company with Father Ferapont, and why did they
And many more men come to try their luck, among them a soldier:
“It is much, and well that your mind is full of such dreams and not
“I shall be at the Hohlakovs’ to‐morrow,” answered Alyosha, “I may be at
find out something. Only do tell Pyotr Alexandrovitch not to interrupt me.
“Who’s this? Who’s this?” The doctor flew into a terrible rage.
to come back, I was so enraged by the look of contempt and hatred he
screaming incoherently, managed to tell them the main fact, and to beg for
his bell. The suppression of such an enthusiasm would be the suppression
give me, and so on, and all the rest of it,” Mitya interrupted sharply.
same time there were some among those who had been hitherto reverently
They let me see him at last, he insisted upon saying good‐by to me. I went
discharged from the army, but not publicly, not by court‐martial, with no
breathless. “But I’ve got a dog, Perezvon ... A Slavonic name.... I’ve
purse and took from it a twenty‐five rouble note.
“What are you grinning at?” asked Fyodor Pavlovitch, catching the smile
had the happy thought to sing his old songs to me to the guitar. He
been his devoted friends for many years. There were four of them: Father
brotherhood will not come to pass. No sort of scientific teaching, no kind
shall believe him. He is not the man to tell a lie.”
become more silent, more modest, sterner, and more thoughtful.
throwing stones and had bitten your finger—but you understand now what a
I came along, better give through him. He’ll know whom to give to.”
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Her voice quivered, and tears glittered on her eyelashes. Alyosha
The old man fairly fluttered with joy, as though nothing more comforting
added at once. But he thought she was not lying from what he saw.
but a pillow. The mattress, about which his father had shouted to him that
the one, Mavriky Mavrikyevitch. I won’t be unruly, I won’t run away from
quick, and shining like two bright points. He had a sprinkling of gray
another thousand—that makes three. Take it and pay it back.”
at last, over. They proceeded to a final revision of the protocol. Mitya
that I have created,” looks upon Job and again praises His creation. And
declared that it was by no means impossible, and that, indeed, there was a
you, I beseech you, to hear me. Three weeks before he murdered his father,
“What is it again?” Father Zossima asked, smiling gently. “The worldly may
“I have no other proof.”
court.) “Could you have answered at that moment, if any one had asked you
Through the pale darkness of the night loomed a solid black mass of
“Your anger is quite just this time, Varvara, and I’ll make haste to
They went into the hut. The forester lived in one half of the hut, and
It was not exactly that she was upset, she seemed overwhelmed and perhaps
of course—and he taught the little fool a silly trick—that is, a brutal,
And I advise you never to think about it either, my dear Alyosha,
Ivan sank back on his chair, as though pondering something. He laughed
Though Ippolit Kirillovitch was genuinely moved, he wound up his speech
distinct proof. Grigory’s description of the scene at the dinner‐table,
of the erring brother. In this way, it all takes place without the
out of the way by shamming a fit—‘you may murder him as you like; it’s
babies among the cabbages in the kitchen‐garden. It’s winter now and there
can be responsible for every one he meets?” cried Rakitin, flushing all
write it down. There you have the Russian all over!”
actors, while in these games the young people are the actors themselves.
looked at him very affectionately: before Mitya’s arrival, she had been
judging, take it at once, suffer for him yourself, and let him go without
priest will give you horses back to Volovya station.”
pressed it to her eyes and began crying.
force on our planet is still fearfully strong, Alyosha. I have a longing
“the captain.” Mitya, running up to the gate, knocked. The lad instantly
doctor appeared on the scene. I believe the President had previously sent
“And how coolly, how coolly he speaks! But why should I have wanted it;
and praying for him to the Mother of God, holding him out in both arms to
“You won’t go. You want to keep an eye on me. That’s what you want,
would pray to the birds too, consumed by an all‐embracing love, in a sort
She loves your brother, Ivan, and she is doing her utmost to persuade
“unalterable” plan to procure that “accursed money” before evening. “And
recalled that day, that the scandal could have reached such proportions.
The court was adjourned, but only for a short interval, a quarter of an
for that was as good as betraying himself beforehand. He would have
him. But she had already given her heart to another man, an officer of
need her advice. She felt that her husband respected her silence, and took
he suddenly succeeded in attracting the attention of a far wider circle of
“What does Ivan say? Alyosha, my dear, my only son, I’m afraid of Ivan.
own will and yield it to him in complete submission, complete self‐
conscience, but nothing is a greater cause of suffering. And behold,
hundred roubles. Five hours later he was arrested, and, except fifteen
asking the question a secret motive of my own, which I will perhaps
dried, but where Dmitri Fyodorovitch had run with the pestle, or rather,
face, though, I believe, he was well satisfied with it. He used
nor for me to answer you, for that’s my own affair.”
“Oh, nothing. I kept it three days, then I felt ashamed, confessed, and
don’t be angry all the same. You’ve nothing to love me for. You go to
its first stage. You know, they spring from the growing artistic instincts
returning that fifteen hundred to the lady who had entrusted it to you?
quite like a little gentle child. Alyosha had never seen such a smile on
voice. “I don’t know you in the dark.”
either. But I do believe—I believe in God, though I have had doubts of
“And who are you, my good sir?” said the old woman, in quite a different
Trifon Borissovitch was a thick‐set, healthy peasant, of middle height,
was made possible. We understand that comedy; I, for instance, simply ask
Smaragdov’s _Universal History_. That’s all true. Read that.”
her husband, her big brown eyes moved from one speaker to the other with
warmth. “She is one of the most fantastic of fantastic creatures. I know
“Oh, no! On the contrary, he will do anything you like and in any way you
“All right then. Come, tell us your story,” Grushenka cried to Maximov.
“What do I care for your faith?” Miüsov was on the point of shouting, but
that the Roman Catholic movement of the last centuries is actually nothing
“No, fourteen—that is, I shall be fourteen very soon, in a fortnight. I’ll
it’s no disgrace to a man! No disgrace to a hero, not even a Cæsar! But
I was just repeating that, sitting here, before you came.”
and his rivalry with his father, his brother had been of late in an
giving evidence. But before every one had completely regained their
that, if there were no God, he would have to be invented. _S’il n’existait
better, ever so much better! Oh! not better that a son should have killed
Yet, ’tis not for her foot I dread—
That was a fortnight before this Sunday. That was why Alyosha had not been
true too, that is, that if the jurisdiction of the Church were introduced
innovations nowadays, are we to follow them all?” added others.
a stone, but it missed the boy and hit the ground. The boy the other side
would stay there till midnight.
time? Our peasants are robbers, you know; they have no care for their
can be none more miserable then they. They tell us that it is a sin to
Dmitri? He too will be harder than yesterday, he too must be spiteful and
singing; but after he had drunk a couple of glasses of champagne he became
than underground. But what becomes of our hymn from underground? What’s
“But what if he did not kill him, but only knocked him down?”
should think it dishonorable to say. Ech! you can write it; you’ve nothing
that he may blurt out his cherished ideas in all their simplicity,
unwillingly.
such terrible attacks of hysterics, lasting with intervals for several
treachery to her son, though Dardanelov had, to judge from certain
straight into the garden, walk and play there, love, appreciate, and kiss
prayer, the salvation of Russia will come perhaps once more! For they are
of the town. It happened that Pyotr Alexandrovitch Miüsov, who was staying
Mitya put his powerful hand under his elbow to help him jump. Tucking up
hide under tables, bribe the vilest people, and be familiar with the
can be none more miserable then they. They tell us that it is a sin to
likes to tell his companions everything, even his most diabolical and
In the city far away.
children. My story is laid in Spain, in Seville, in the most terrible time
And I advise you never to think about it either, my dear Alyosha,
“With your guidance.”
He turned to the cart and pulled out the box of pistols.
regenerating the fallen. It is true,” said Father Zossima, with a smile,
But this unseemly scene was cut short in a most unexpected way. Father
“Love one another, Fathers,” said Father Zossima, as far as Alyosha could
“You—can see spirits?” the monk inquired.
Yesterday he brought me an apple. Forgive your own mother—forgive a poor
all.” He announced this quietly, briefly, forcing out his words, and
together, mixed into a paste with water and rubbed through a tammy
The hen goes strutting through the porch;
No, she has not taken the knife.... That was only a tragic phrase.... Well
PART I
door,” and as soon as it was open, he blew his whistle. Perezvon dashed
“Leave me alone, you are beating on my brain like a haunting nightmare,”
They embraced and kissed.
The monk hesitated.
abilities, and nervously exaggerated them in his self‐conceit. He knew he
are quite little—up to seven, for instance—are so remote from grown‐up
it since you consider it dishonorable. You are my conscience now....
mines: ‘that would be an outlet for your turbulent energies, your romantic
“But it’s false, it’s false! It can’t be so! He’s slandering me from
aversion to the charming but too chaste and tender‐hearted widow. Kolya’s
something very important he had not understood till then. His voice was
was all in decay, the floor was rotting, the planks were loose, the
you’re a thief!’ Yes, that’s why I’ve been so savage all this month,
Ivanovna had only just cried out to him in Alyosha’s presence: “It was
with Mitya; that he looked upon them as part of the inheritance he had
“But how can we help being friendly to you?” said my hostess, laughing.
little tumbledown house with four windows. The owner of this house, as
was his boots that made him stagger, but it was simply weakness, really.
could still scarcely get over his incredulity; he still fancied that Ivan
in nothing but a smock was a breach of the proprieties, and must not occur
come from Petersburg for nothing, and that he was not a man to return
awhile.’ Those were his words about you. He remembered you lovingly, with
“He took it! He took it!” cried Mitya; “only he wanted to get the whole
up gods and challenged one another, “Put away your gods and come and
was there, and was living with her father and an aunt, her mother’s
his scheme he had no doubt, not the slightest, and was only uncertain how
Alyosha to her. He was a practical person and never undertook anything
fairly clean white pillows. Smerdyakov was sitting on the sofa, wearing
him,” cried Alyosha.
“Not a bit of it! He claims it as a merit for himself and his Church that
biography of Fyodor Pavlovitch and all the Karamazovs. Of the envelope, it
shining to him from the abyss of space, and “he was not ashamed of that
A smile lighted up her face that was swollen with weeping, and her eyes
before him, but could not restrain herself and broke into laughter.
will happen now?”
streets. They were all rainbow‐colored hundred‐rouble notes, and the
disbelieve his own senses than admit the fact. Even if he admits it, he
“Just so, hurrah! You are a prophet. Oh, we shall get on together,
taught him, not at the word of command, but simply from the zeal of his
had spent yesterday, or what he had squandered here a month ago, she
any. He has no taste for drink and dissipation, and yet his father can’t
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“It was not for such love Christ forgave her,” broke impatiently from the
I’ve forgotten the name. I must look it up. It was in the darkest days of
there been nothing marvelous to justify his hopes, why this indignity, why
And with these words, without waiting for permission, he turned to walk
speak of you at all.”
listened to hear what his father was doing below? Why had he recalled that
with Father Anfim, collecting funds for our monastery, and we stayed one
“Why is it impossible? I’ve read it myself.”
loved me. I may mention that although everybody talked openly of our duel,
their feet without a thrill—and it’s not only their feet. Contempt’s no
he said. ‘It’s to win her heart, so it’s in a good cause. When I get hold
fact that everything is a disorderly, damnable, and perhaps devil‐ridden
can be fired with real gunpowder.”
all the rights of a nobleman, his rank and property, and would go off to
there were exclamations and sympathetic sobs ... a kind of frenzy seemed
faces. Alyosha was particularly struck by the fact that Father Zossima was
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