But God will save Russia, for though the peasants are corrupted and cannot
“Karamazov, who had been frantically jealous of every one, collapsed, so
“And mushrooms?” asked Father Ferapont, suddenly.
had a faded look. It contained nothing but the most necessary furniture,
Ivan Fyodorovitch Karamazov set off for Moscow). There Kolya began by
I will have anything to do with you in the future or whether I give you up
burdening with the common regulations so great an ascetic, who prayed day
“That’s much the best way,” chimed in Pan Vrublevsky.
and hysterical writhings on the floor. But he dreaded that moment and
money, of course, but with regard to this Mitya suddenly evinced
to receive any income from Fyodor Pavlovitch until he came of age, and
unseen. He did not want to be noticed. The woman of the house and Foma
“For her?”
stride walked to meet him. Mitya was well dressed, in a frock‐coat,
sent Alyosha, but what use is Alyosha in a thing like that? I send you
there can be no doubt that the Church would look upon the criminal and the
want to tell it to you.”
by the imperiousness, proud ease, and self‐confidence of the haughty girl.
recent occasions, he accepted the challenge. It must be noted that he was
I won’t be taken to a mad‐house!”
before the beginning of the lawyers’ speeches. Mitya was taken away. The
“I dare say they will acquit Mitenka, after all.”
deed behind. The devils caught her and plunged her into the lake of fire.
but she betrayed herself, too. And no sooner had she given full expression
by the imperiousness, proud ease, and self‐confidence of the haughty girl.
you, that—” The prosecutor would have continued, but Mitya suddenly jumped
hoping to cut her short. “I have come in despair ... in the last gasp of
out that it does make a difference. Believe me, gentlemen, what has
round the heretics. In His infinite mercy He came once more among men in
quite alone in the house, sending his servants to the lodge; but usually
had not brushed my clothes.” But what taught me better then was a thought
shouldn’t unpick the little bag, and spend it a hundred at a time. Why
“Katerina Ivanovna!” Nikolay Parfenovitch exclaimed with wonder. The
refusal, sending Alyosha a message not to bother him any more, that if he
of his mind and, in fact, a maniac. I maintain that he is in his right
Dmitri,” Ivan insisted gayly. “Her feeling for Dmitri was simply a self‐
could.”
insult from him—similar in its cruelty, I mean. She comes like a sister to
work ... there’s snow in Siberia.... I love driving in the snow ... and
And where’er the grieving goddess
influenced the sinister and fatal outcome of the trial.
“For mercy’s sake! It isn’t a joke! You’re drunk, perhaps. Yet you can
“You see, Alyosha,” Grushenka turned to him with a nervous laugh. “I was
A sturdy‐looking peasant, with a round, simple face and grizzled beard,
with softened faces.
“I’ll be her husband if she deigns to have me, and when lovers come, I’ll
spite of his independent mind and just character, my opponent may have
get my daughters up for nothing, let alone a sum like that. They’ve only
then, his mother. Spurt some water on him from your mouth, that’s what I
he!”
adoration, may have whiled away the time by breaking open the envelope and
I forgive His tormentors?’ she bids all the saints, all the martyrs, all
and don’t be surprised that I’m glad to tell you, instead of being
his hand on his heart and, with an offended voice, utter a few words full
shall be happy ... the doctor ...” the captain began.
devil’s tail he was ready and eager to believe, and not only in the
Why are your fingers moving like that? Go home, _you_ did not murder him.”
Lise, Lise, mercy on us, how she distresses me! Would you believe it, one
importance from the real murderer, did not stir. Why didn’t he report it
pas mettre un chien dehors._...”
Yet there was a ray of light and hope in his darkness. He jumped up and
metal plates. Facing him on the other side of the table sat Nikolay
quite recently, five years ago, a murderer, Richard, was executed—a young
are people who at every blow are worked up to sensuality, to literal
it is a monstrous slander, that I am exaggerating. Let them say so—and
since. I saw a devil sitting on one man’s chest hiding under his cassock,
The psychological Ippolit Kirillovitch heard this with a subtle smile, and
peasant class during interrogation, and if he did not win their respect,
elder he continued: “Observe the answer he makes to the following
hesitating, and watching the retreating buffoon with distrustful eyes. The
their faces, what meekness, what devotion to man, who often beats them
his brother should be convicted, as that would increase his inheritance
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for leave to accompany the criminal to Siberia and to be married to him
rule, the Gospel, not the Psalter, had to be read over his body by monks
“I want to destroy myself. There’s a boy here, who lay down between the
fine distinctions ... but a thief is lower than a scoundrel, that’s my
in making a free decision for themselves. And all will be happy, all the
“Listen, monster.” Ivan’s eyes flashed and he trembled all over. “I am not
into his soul and his will. When you choose an elder, you renounce your
an unclean heathen, from heathen parents. The Lord God can’t surely take a
the thought that a man of lofty mind and heart begins with the ideal of
and that, if there had been any love on earth hitherto, it was not owing
think Dmitri is capable of it, either.”
I’m drunk. I’m quite sober now. And, besides, being drunk would be no
And we may ask the scornful themselves: If our hope is a dream, when will
that some of them, the fierce and rebellious, will destroy themselves,
extreme moment ... at a moment of fury, he might perhaps murder him.”
overcome this frantic and perhaps unseemly thirst for life in me, and I’ve
merciless. He tyrannized over his grown‐up sons, but, for the last year
Siberia for it, I’ll give you back your three thousand. And
At last came the funeral service itself and candles were distributed. The
Samsonov’s gate? He decided that he must be on the look out both here and
true that I killed my father, and he needn’t have supposed it. And don’t
even that evening at my lodging ... but enough, enough. You’re unworthy
means of regaining his honor, that that means was here, here on his
won’t even listen to you,” said the priest in conclusion.
over her. In another minute she might have cried. She was greatly amused
can get on with you! But now, I’ll be quiet; I will keep quiet all the
the bottom of it, I will!” he repeated for the tenth time, grinding his
“I’ll always come to see you, all my life,” answered Alyosha firmly.
account, the tinge of socialism won’t hinder me from laying by the
“Listen, Dmitri Fyodorovitch, my dear fellow,” began the police captain,
“Well! I say!” he cried in amazement, but seizing Alyosha firmly by the
incident did not become known at once, but when they came back to the town
clapping.
almost deaf, who came from Grushenka’s old home, and her granddaughter, a
him unawares, before he had time to pave the way to choose and snatch the
physical medium, you must return the medium with your written explanation.
ready to rise up and respond when the time came. So indeed it happened.
once.... He must have killed him while I was running away and while
know where to seat them, for every ticket had long since been eagerly
greater disgrace than the murder and robbing of my father, if I had
“We shall just do it. Shall we get the carriage out?”
understood perfectly that those peremptory shouts were merely “a flourish”
was not an innocent boarding‐school miss, but a person of character, proud
of making speeches, in order to dazzle the audience by our acquaintance
on me: “Master dear, is it you? Is it really you I see?” He took me home
though he had been at no loss for a word. “And I bought him a pound of
“No. It is enough that you are distressed at it. Do what you can, and it
announce himself to Foma or the women of the house, but would remain
the knocks, that was the chief thing. With his suspiciousness and the fury
and your wife ... after a course of the waters in the Caucasus for her
When, after his conversation with Alyosha, Ivan suddenly decided with his
vaguely suggested. The letter was very indefinite, high‐flown, and full of
“Couldn’t you, without abandoning your resolution to be silent about the
Ilyitch, who still continued to stand, and was obviously anxious to escape
thought.
crime. Another contradicted this, and stated that he and his elder, Father
honor, granted that it’s misplaced, granted it’s often mistaken, yet it
“He tortured himself,” she exclaimed, “he was always trying to minimize
begun. Every one looked at him with curiosity.
them, and spit in their faces!”
more quickly, the signal that meant “Grushenka is here!”
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intended, he walked out of the tavern. When he reached the market‐place he
there shouldn’t be either, if it’s according to justice,” Smerdyakov
evasions, to admit that Pan Vrublevsky had substituted another pack of
“Don’t be ill‐tempered with my brother. Leave off attacking him,” Alyosha
Alyosha. Ivan frowned and pondered.
never tell such things in a letter.... Now it will be easy for me to
know where to seat them, for every ticket had long since been eagerly
have written it. He went home, sat down, wrote it on the spot, sent it,
loathed the coarse, flat, crooked nail on the right one, and now they
come from Paris, which was his permanent home. I remember that he was more
Fyodorovitch. Isn’t there in all our analysis—I mean your analysis ... no,
and, finally, in the third place, ‘the Church is a kingdom not of this
purpose in my life. And I only said so then to boast to you. It was just
“Realism indeed, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. I’m all for realism now. I’ve seen
my last message to you: in sorrow seek happiness. Work, work unceasingly.
and meeting his nephew, a boy of twenty, who had recently come from the
terrible obligation, even that reminder made no impression on him, did not
understand how great this trouble is and will forgive. She has a lofty
“Alexey Fyodorovitch ... I ... you,” muttered the captain, faltering,
door without waiting for Grushenka’s answer.
was resumed. But this time Miüsov thought it unnecessary to reply to
words and in the intonation of his shrill voice there was a sort of crazy
even on earth.... You have a generous heart ... you must see that, you
or remarking your charitable services, began abusing you and rudely
murderer, we are told, leapt down to find out, as a precaution, whether
here, that third, between us.”
moment. It was almost a morbid condition. Corrupt and often cruel in his
thrum of a guitar somewhere quite close. People were sitting, or had only
Lord, in this judgment.’ Well, my poem would have been of that kind if it
Very shortly after getting his four‐year‐old Mitya off his hands Fyodor
him and seemed to be waiting as though to see whether he would be angry or
shall be. You see how anxious I am for your words, Alexey Fyodorovitch....
At last the counsel for the defense began to cross‐examine him, and the
“There’s no help for it, we must have recourse to Perezvon. _Ici_,
convulsively, while he stared persistently at me.
profound, intense dejection! He sat thinking, but could reach no
even comic retreat, owing to the firm and ironical resistance they met
P.S.—I write my curse, but I adore you! I hear it in my heart. One
“I had to say that to please him.”
witness of his crime was dead or alive, and so showed that he had
was working towards some object, but it was almost impossible to guess
No, it wasn’t you, but Katya. It’s all Katya’s doing. Well, you see, a man
with a peculiar earnestness. From him Alyosha learnt all the details of
... yet they are not dreams, but reality. I walk about, talk and see ...
dining with the old man, I loathe him so. I should have left long ago, so
expected it then, that’s true! I wanted the murder, I did want the murder!
first?”
All the while he had been talking, the old man sat motionless, watching
before. And so many ages mankind had prayed with faith and fervor, “O Lord
“Lots of people’s beards are frozen,” the peasant replied, calmly and
contrary, he was angry and proudly scornful of the charges against him; he
“And if he hadn’t come?”
face expressed a sudden solicitude.
cases, he put faith above all in change of place. If only it were not for
“What aberration?” asked Alyosha, wondering.
any one. It makes my heart yearn to look at you. Who was Karl Bernard?”
The good‐natured police captain said a great deal that was irregular, but
which, though apparently of little consequence, made a great impression on
he had property, and that he would be independent on coming of age. He
fate was determined, Mitya had fallen ill with nervous fever, and was sent
moment. I say, I want you to have something nice. I am so good‐natured
Ivanovna has nothing to do with it, and that the secret is about something
and thought them over, he suddenly realized that he had met a new and
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figurative sense. Besides he had, before visiting the monastery, a strong
colonel’s second daughter, a great beauty, who had just left a fashionable
Chapter II. Dangerous Witnesses
Standing still for a minute, he walked softly over the grass in the
The most direct and the easiest thing for him to do would have been to go
deed behind. The devils caught her and plunged her into the lake of fire.
Hohlakovs, and Katerina Ivanovna, he would not leave the monastery next
evening, Fyodor Pavlovitch sent for Doctor Herzenstube, who arrived at
showed no signs of corruption. This fact was regarded by the monks as
Not long ago I read the criticism made by a German who had lived in
pistols in their hands pop at one another for the sake of some lady. A
friend of her childhood’—just think of that—‘greatest friend’—and what
before. A large proportion—not less than half of the public—were ladies.
as spiders in the corners. And now he has begun to stink himself. In that
“Why so?”
resolutely.
he was now mad, they told him that this was not yet the case, in the full
the defense deigns to call only ‘the crucified lover of humanity,’ in
From the house of my childhood I have brought nothing but precious
there were only three servants: old Grigory, and his old wife Marfa, and a
he suddenly checked himself, and said with contempt, “You defile
Judge for yourself. You’ve just been in our mansion, what did you see
knew what nonsense! Give me a little piece of paper now.”
how he ran into his father’s garden when the investigating lawyer suddenly
voice.
“I was leading a wild life then. Father said just now that I spent several
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to go to Tchermashnya? What did you mean by that? If I go away, you see
“No, I never believed it,” she answered firmly. “I had faith in his noble
delighted at the invitation. “And, believe me, we’ve all given our word to
away—she’ll go at once.”
uneasiness. The little Pole turned out to be a retired official of the
horror, perhaps from disgust. And well it is that they stand aside, but
“Why ask him to come out?” Smurov protested. “You go in; they will be
Mitya broke off his clumsy speech with that, “so you see!” and jumping up
and could do him no harm. ‘He suspected me at every instant. In fear and
of his sins. For that three thousand—I give you my solemn word—I’ll make
violent anger was not the sum itself; there was a special motive at the
delirium!...”
We went home, my second upbraiding me all the way, while I kissed him. All
Herzenstube. He shrugged his shoulders and said, ‘I am amazed; I can make
liberal irony was rapidly changing almost into anger.
“What do you mean?”
‘My son,’ said the priest evasively, ‘all things are accomplished in
appeal—_vivos voco!_ We are not long on earth, we do many evil deeds and
What seems to you bad within you will grow purer from the very fact of
so completely are the people cowed into submission and trembling obedience
with extreme brevity, with a sort of disgust which grew more and more
young man. He knew how hard it would be for a man like Mitya to pass at
piteous? Think—you must visit him; though he is ruined, he is innocent,”
away. I want to sweep them out with a birch broom.”
waiting for Mitya’s arrival to nail it down and put it in the cart. Pyotr
There is silent and long‐suffering sorrow to be met with among the
round for the last time. This time his face was not contorted with
scoundrel, for he foresaw that he would not use that means, that he
“Yes, though I was excited and running away.”
My brother asked the birds to forgive him; that sounds senseless, but it
shouting out something after them from the steps. And your father’s
“From Vyshegorye, dear Father.”
asked to have his boots on to be led round the room. He tried to walk, but
Chapter III. An Onion
“I have proofs, great proofs. I shall show them.”
and watering it with his tears, and vowed passionately to love it, to love
very wicked woman she was. And she died and did not leave a single good
“Drive on, Andrey, I come!” Mitya exclaimed, feverishly.
save us from ourselves!”
not foresee it when I came, though I knew with whom I had to deal. This
suffer from it. It’s almost a sort of insanity. The devil has taken the
and the vast obligation laid upon him henceforth. And he will not say
destined to come of it, after all.
Alyosha withdrew towards the door.
I agree with Ulysses. That’s what he says.”
“Where are we going? No, wait a minute.... Are you thinking of putting
managed to climb this fence, in spite of her condition, and had leapt
And he pulled out his roll of notes, and held them up before the
What was taking place in the cell was really incredible. For forty or
children. “It’s you he is throwing at now, not us. Come, all of you, at
getting it from any one; his father would not give it him after that
because _his ideal was destroyed_. But Othello did not begin hiding,
was melancholy, too. It was as though some heavy, overwhelming anxiety
can’t stay here to be their keeper, can I? I’ve finished what I had to do,
not? Tell me, on your conscience, tell me the worst.”
there was no money, there was no theft of it. If the envelope on the floor
may well come to pass from all this, and that’s what your brother Ivan is
to Alyosha. He took him to our town cemetery and showed him in a remote
tongue!” he cried to Krassotkin. “Take no notice of him, doctor,” he
in the end they too will become obedient. They will marvel at us and look
helpless tears, and lie there shaking till dawn. In the morning I would
unhappy brother. Intense, infinite compassion overwhelmed him instantly.
flew here.... I wanted to spend my last day, my last hour in this room, in
purpose.... He’s the same sort of shaggy dog.... You allow me to call in
tedious. But what about me? I suffer, but still, I don’t live. I am x in
impression left by the conversation with Ivan, which now persistently
with a face contorted with bitter grief she began, without a word, beating
strange followed. Ivan, in a sudden paroxysm, bit his lip, clenched his
ago, and everything was all right.’
drunken voice:
are trivialities. ‘You must believe it on my honor.’ Oh, we are glad to
unity, only the most simple‐hearted among them believe it, so that one may
“What are you afraid of?” asked Mitya, scanning him. “Well, go to the
Can it be right to confess aloud? It was ordained by the holy Fathers to
There was a note of hatred and contemptuous repulsion in her words. And
despair and told them how, when he left Madame Hohlakov’s, he thought that
his scheme he had no doubt, not the slightest, and was only uncertain how
Ippolit Kirillovitch was very well satisfied with this piece of evidence.
we care about. Young Russia is talking about nothing but the eternal
He was conscious of this and fully recognized it to himself.
little things. I look at them and wail. I say to Nikita, my husband, ‘Let
Fyodorovitch. I’m quarreling with my steward about it, and I’ve just
something of the fundamental, elemental, so to speak, faith of his soul
with positive ferocity to the dog, and with rapid strides he went home.
“I have heard, I know, oh, how I long to talk to you, to you or some one,
published brilliant reviews of books upon various special subjects, so
impressed me, and it is only on that account that I have come to you,” he
his evidence, but began asking him about an incident at the first carousal
where it is however much you shout at it, and that shows, Grigory
bitter, pale, sarcastic.
already, told him, “I am not keen on her,” it was an absolute lie: he
suffering of Karamazov when he learnt that she loved him, that for his
suffused his face. He sat a long time in his place, his head propped on
third time I’ve told you.”
him? He is laughing at you, and enjoying himself at your expense.”
Some of the ladies, especially those who came from a distance, made their
connections” were particularly insisted upon (she had called upon scarcely
Dmitri led his brother to the most secluded corner of the garden. There,
Menacing with spear and arrow
like a crushed spider. He must have rotted there in the corner and be
Book IX. The Preliminary Investigation
lofty heart capable of such suffering; of thinking and seeking higher
syllable. “And you, Pyotr Alexandrovitch Miüsov, let me tell you that
“A debt to whom?”
He has been ill ever since that attack. Really ill,” added Alyosha.
thirty roubles a month at least out of me, chiefly for luxuries: he had
are sinful and foolish, and we don’t understand that life is heaven, for
more than he meant to.”
the poor gentlemen looked down upon by every one—know what justice means,
harmony altogether. It’s not worth the tears of that one tortured child
The prosecutor, of course, intervened. He asked Alyosha to describe once
afraid of that woman, Katerina Ivanovna. He had been afraid of her from
Krassotkin has come to see you!”
“Gentlemen, I thank you. I knew that you were honest, straight‐forward
clever man comes to visit him, it would be better still, for then there
monks decided. “We stick to the old doctrine, there are all sorts of
dear sir, there’s many a slip twixt the cup and the lip!’ That may be what
“Thank you. May I trouble you now to explain why you jumped down, with
evidence in quite a different tone and spirit just before.
yourself (if only you do know it) he has for several days past locked
then he would begin the same song again. Ivan felt an intense hatred for
Sunk in vilest degradation
Chapter IV. At The Hohlakovs’
then!’ Let him laugh to himself, that’s no matter, a man often laughs at
“Why?”
outright—all in the presence of witnesses. If I liked, I could crush him
And with those words he went suddenly out of the kitchen. Fenya was almost
There was no need for him to worry himself about that debt afterwards.”
Nikolay Parfenovitch Nelyudov, the young investigating lawyer, who had
“Do you suppose I _knew_ of the murder?” Ivan cried at last, and he
it appears, the police—the foreign police, of course—do the same. Your
have been an infernal revenge. It would have been worth it all. I’d have
in spite of his excellent disposition and his grateful and sensitive
latter turned round, and noticing that Miüsov was watching him, waved him
moment, for any man of sense will always come back to reason in time, but,
and here he would have all the documents entitling him to the property
hardly a farthing in his pocket at the time. Little by little Mitya began
perfect picture! Ah, if only girls were allowed to look on, I’d give
And its little tail curled tight.
that he was not laughing from lightness of heart, and he could not have
beggar, so I, too, am here. And many here have given only an onion
and counsel for the defense began cross‐examining her, chiefly to
believe it?—she didn’t like Ivan, and hardly greeted him. I had a lot of
The elder Zossima was sixty‐five. He came of a family of landowners, had
proved the prisoner went nowhere else? And we are ready to ruin a man’s
tavern, at his own ingenuous public avowal that all he had got out of
upon you as my best friends at this moment of my life, at this moment when
hundred roubles, threw them on the counter, and ran hurriedly out of the
business of his own before him, something almost mysterious. Meanwhile
been serious. Alyosha listened with distress, and was beginning to
Believe that, believe it without doubt; for in that lies all the hope and
a massive gold brooch. She certainly was expecting some one. She lay as
expected. Nothing could have been farther from his dreams than help from
becomes an officer; for a duel and other reckless conduct he is exiled to
running about bare‐foot. Don’t be afraid of bare‐footed wenches—don’t
“There is something spiteful and yet open‐hearted about you,” Alyosha
roubles. His hands and face were all covered with blood, and he looked
conviction and do not explain it by or identify it with your affection for
she turned to Nikolay Parfenovitch and added:
heard the story; but I wasn’t playing for my own amusement, it was for the
His voice quivered and he stretched out his hand, but Nikolay
to me. Know that you will always be so. But now let what might have been
From my childhood up when I hear ‘a wee bit,’ I am ready to burst with
from Obdorsk bowed down before the saint and asked his blessing.
aloud with the rest, looking at the mother embracing the child’s torturer,
send them the pies.”
almost savage creature. A surface polish of courtesy and society manners I
there are twenty‐five saints being saved. They look at one another, and
Believe that, believe it without doubt; for in that lies all the hope and
sitting in the same place as before, opposite the investigating lawyer,
effrontery. The former buffoon showed an insolent propensity for making
and only picked it up, so to speak, from year to year, involuntarily
of my knowing. He can tell God everything without shame. Why is it he
an unsuspected depth of hopeless grief and despair in the soul of his
“I understand you, Karamazov. I see you understand human nature,” Kolya
and not grasping man.
yesterday. He left a note written in his peculiar language, ‘I destroy
some time ago and I couldn’t get anything out of her. Especially as she
_she_? He wanted to find out at once where she was, so he ran to her
Rome and its dream. That is the third temptation of the devil. On the
young lady, a word like that.”
Pavlovitch, joint guardian of the child, who had a small property, a house
devil!”
“You need keeping up, to judge by your face. It makes one sorry to look at
Païssy, and, bending forward, prepared to listen to the conversation he
and called him by his name.
external character—he felt that. Some person or thing seemed to be
crushed Ilusha. “That very day, sir, he fell ill with fever and was
spite of its youth? Is it that our moral principles are shattered to their
your inheritance you would have rewarded me when you were able, all the
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