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051 - Book Eight Chapter Five · Brothers Karamazov

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  Speaker 1: Chapter fifty one of the Brothers Karamatzov by Fayodor Dostoyevsky,
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  Speaker 1: translated by Constance Garnet. This librevox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. Recording by Tony Addison. Chapter five, A sudden resolution.
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  Speaker 1: She was sitting in the kitchen with her grandmother. They
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  Speaker 1: were both just going to bed, relying on Nazar Ivanovitch.
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  Speaker 1: They had not locked themselves in. Mitya ran in pounced
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  Speaker 1: on Fenya and seized her by the throat. Speak at once,
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  Speaker 1: where is she? With whom is she now? At markravv
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  Speaker 1: He roared furiously. Both the women squealed. I I'll tell you,
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  Speaker 1: I Dmitry, by your durrabitch darling. I'll tell you everything directly.
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  Speaker 1: I won't hide anything, gabbled Panya, frightened to death. She's
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  Speaker 1: gone to mackro to her opposite. What officer, roared Mitya
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  Speaker 1: to her officer, the same one she used to know,
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  Speaker 1: the one who threw her over five years ago. Cackle Penya.
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  Speaker 1: As fast as she could speak, Mitya withdrew the hands
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  Speaker 1: with which she was squeezing her throat. He stood facing
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  Speaker 1: her pal as death, unable to utter a word, but
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  Speaker 1: his eyes showed that he realized it all all from
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  Speaker 1: the first word, and guessed the whole position. Poor Fenya
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  Speaker 1: was not in a condition at that moment to as
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  Speaker 1: whether he understood or not. She remained sitting on the
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  Speaker 1: trunk as she had been when he ran into the room,
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  Speaker 1: trembling all over, holding her hands out before her as
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  Speaker 1: though trying to defend herself. She seemed to have grown
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  Speaker 1: rigid in that position. Her wide open, scared eyes were
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  Speaker 1: fixed immovably upon them. And to make matters worse, both
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  Speaker 1: his hands were smeared with blood on the way as
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  Speaker 1: he ran. He must have touched his bohead with them,
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  Speaker 1: wiping off the perspiration, so that on his burhead and
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  Speaker 1: his right cheek were blood stained patches. Fenya was on
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  Speaker 1: the verge of hysterics. The old cook had jumped up
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  Speaker 1: and was staring at him like a mad woman, Almost
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  Speaker 1: unconscious with terror. Meetsya stood for a moment, then mechanically
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  Speaker 1: sat on to a chair next to Fennet. He sat,
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  Speaker 1: not reflecting, but as it were, terror stricken, benumbed. Yet
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  Speaker 1: everything was clear as day that officer he knew about him.
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  Speaker 1: He knew everything perfectly. He had known it from Grushenka
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  Speaker 1: herself had known that a letter had come from him
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  Speaker 1: a month before, so that for a month, for a
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  Speaker 1: whole month, this had been going on a secret from
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  Speaker 1: him till the very arrival of this new man. And
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  Speaker 1: he had never thought of him. But how could he,
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  Speaker 1: How could he not have thought of him? Why was
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  Speaker 1: it he had forgotten this officer like that, forgotten him
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  Speaker 1: as soon as he heard of him. That was the
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  Speaker 1: question that faced him, like some monstrous thing. And he
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  Speaker 1: looked at this monstrous thing with horror, growing cold with horror.
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  Speaker 1: But suddenly, as gently and timidly as a gentle and
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  Speaker 1: affectionate child, he began speaking to Fenya as though he
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  Speaker 1: had utterly forgotten how he had scared and hurt her. Jest.
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  Speaker 1: Now he fell to questioning Fenya with an extreme preciseness,
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  Speaker 1: astonishing in his position, And though the girl looked wildly
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  Speaker 1: at his blood stained hands, she too, with wonderful readiness
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  Speaker 1: and rapidity, answered every question, as though eager to put
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  Speaker 1: the whole truth, and nothing but the truth before him.
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  Speaker 1: Little by little, even with a sort of enjoyment, she
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  Speaker 1: began explaining every detail, not wanting to torment him, but
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  Speaker 1: as it were, eager to be of the utmost service
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  Speaker 1: to him. She descried the whole of that day in
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  Speaker 1: great detail, the visit of Rakitin and Alyosha, how she
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  Speaker 1: Fenya had stood on the watch, how the mistress had
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  Speaker 1: set off, and how she had called out of the
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  Speaker 1: window to Alyosha to give him Mitya her greetings and
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  Speaker 1: to tell him to remember forever how she had loved
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  Speaker 1: him for an hour. Hearing of the message, Mitya suddenly smiled,
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  Speaker 1: and there was a plush of color on his pale cheeks.
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  Speaker 1: At the same moment, Fenya said to him, not a
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  Speaker 1: bit afraid now to be inquisitive. Look at your hands,
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  Speaker 1: Dmitri Fyodorovich, They're all over blood. Yes, answered Mitya mechanically.
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  Speaker 1: He looked carelessly at his hands and at once forgot
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  Speaker 1: them and Fenya's question. He sank into silence again. Twenty
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  Speaker 1: minutes had passed since he had run in. His first
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  Speaker 1: horror was over, but evidently some new fixed determination had
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  Speaker 1: taken possession of him. He suddenly stood up, smiling dreamily.
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  Speaker 1: What has happened to you, sir, said Fenya, pointing to
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  Speaker 1: his hands again. She spoke compassionately, as though she felt
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  Speaker 1: very near to him now in his grief, Mitya looked
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  Speaker 1: at his hands again. That's blood, Fenya, he said, looking
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  Speaker 1: at her with a strange expression. That's human blood. And
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  Speaker 1: my god, why was it shed? But Fenya, there's a
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  Speaker 1: fence here. He looked at her, as though setting her
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  Speaker 1: a riddle. A high fence and terrible to look at.
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  Speaker 1: But at dawn tomorrow, when the sun rises, Mitya will
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  Speaker 1: leap over that fence. You don't understand what fence, Fenya?
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  Speaker 1: And never mind, you're here tomorrow and understand, and now goodbye.
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  Speaker 1: I won't stand in her way. I'll step aside. I
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  Speaker 1: know how to step aside. Live my joy. You'll love
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  Speaker 1: me for an hour, Remember, Mityenka Karamtzov so forever. She
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  Speaker 1: always used to call me Mityenka, do you remember. And
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  Speaker 1: with those words, he went suddenly out of the kitchen.
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  Speaker 1: Fenya was almost more frightened at this sudden departure than
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  Speaker 1: she had been when he ran in and attacked it.
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  Speaker 1: Just ten minutes later, Dmitri went in to payoto ilitch Perhutten,
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  Speaker 1: the young official with whom he had pawned his pistols.
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  Speaker 1: It was by now half past eight and pay Ilyitch
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  Speaker 1: had finished his evening tea and had just put his
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  Speaker 1: coat on again to go to the metropolis to play billiards.
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  Speaker 1: Mitya caught him coming out, Seeing him with his face
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  Speaker 1: or smeared with blood, the young man uttered a cry
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  Speaker 1: of surprise. Good heavens, what is the matter. I've come
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  Speaker 1: for my pistols, said Mitya. I am brought to the money,
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  Speaker 1: and thanks very much. I'm in a hurry, Byoto Ilyitch,
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  Speaker 1: please make haste. Pyoto Ilyitch grew more and more surprised.
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  Speaker 1: He suddenly caught sight of a bundle of banknotes in
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  Speaker 1: Mitya's hand. And what was more, he had walked in
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  Speaker 1: holding the notes, as no one walks in and no
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  Speaker 1: one carries money. He had them in his right hand
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  Speaker 1: and held them outstretched as if to show them. Perhotin's
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  Speaker 1: servant boy, who met Mitya in the passage, said afterwards
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  Speaker 1: that he walked into the passage in the same way
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  Speaker 1: with the money outstretched in his hand, so he must
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  Speaker 1: have been carrying them like that even in the streets.
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  Speaker 1: They were all rainbow colored hundred rouble notes, and the
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  Speaker 1: fingers holding them were covered with blood. When Pyoto Ilyitch
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  Speaker 1: was questioned later on as to the sum of money.
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  Speaker 1: He said that it was difficult to judge at a glance,
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  Speaker 1: but that it might have been two thousand, or perhaps three.
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  Speaker 1: But it was a big, fat bundle. Dmitri Fyodorovitch, so,
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  Speaker 1: he testified afterwards, seemed unlike himself two not drunk, but
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  Speaker 1: as it were, exalted, lost to everything, but at the
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  Speaker 1: same time as it were absorbed, as though pondering and
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  Speaker 1: searching for something, and unable to come to a decision.
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  Speaker 1: He was in great haste, answered abruptly and very strangely,
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  Speaker 1: and at moments seemed not at all dejected, but quite cheerful.
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  Speaker 1: But what is the matter with you? What's wrong? Cried
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  Speaker 1: Bayoto Ilyitch, looking wildly at his guest. How is it
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  Speaker 1: that you're all covered with blood? Have you had a fall?
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  Speaker 1: Look at yourself? He took him by the elbow and
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  Speaker 1: led him to the glass. Seeing his blood stained face,
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  Speaker 1: Mitya started and scowled roughfully. Damnation, that's the last straw,
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  Speaker 1: he muttered angrily, hurriedly, changing the notes from his right
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  Speaker 1: hand to the left, and impulsively jerked the handkerchief out
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  Speaker 1: of his pocket, but the handkerchief turned out to be
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  Speaker 1: soaked with blood too. It was the handkerchief he had
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  Speaker 1: used to wipe Grigory's face. There was scarcely a white
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  Speaker 1: spot on it, and it had not merely begun to dry,
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  Speaker 1: but had stiffened into a crumpled ball and could not
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  Speaker 1: be pulled apart. Mitya threw it angrily on the floor.
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  Speaker 1: Oh damn it, he said. Haven't you a rag of
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  Speaker 1: some sort to wipe my face? So you're only stained,
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  Speaker 1: not wounded. You'd better wash, said Pyoto Ilyitch. Here's a washstand.
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  Speaker 1: I'll pull you out some water. A washstand. Well, that's
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  Speaker 1: all right, But where am I to put this? With
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  Speaker 1: the strangest perplexity, he indicated his bundle of hundred rouble notes,
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  Speaker 1: looking inquiringly at Pyoto Ilyitch, as though it were for
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  Speaker 1: him to de side what he Mitya was to do
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  Speaker 1: with his own money. In your pocket or on the
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  Speaker 1: table here? They won't be lost in my pocket? Yes,
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  Speaker 1: in my pocket, all right, But I say that's all nonsense,
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  Speaker 1: he cried, as though suddenly coming out of his absorption.
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  Speaker 1: Look here, let's first settle that business of the pistols.
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  Speaker 1: Get them back to me. Here's your money, because I
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  Speaker 1: am in great need of them, and I am a
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  Speaker 1: minute a minute to spare. And taking the topmost note
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  Speaker 1: from the bundle, he held it out to pyoto Ilitch.
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  Speaker 1: But I sha'n't have change enough, haven't you? Less? No,
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  Speaker 1: said Mitya, looking again at the bundle, and as though
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  Speaker 1: not trusting his own words, he turned over two or
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  Speaker 1: three of the topmost ones. Now they're all alike, he added,
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  Speaker 1: And again he looked inquiringly at pyotor Ilyitch. How have
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  Speaker 1: you grown so rich? The latter asked, Wait, I'll send
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  Speaker 1: my boy to Plotnikuffs they closed late, to see if
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  Speaker 1: they won't change it. Here, Misha, he called into the
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  Speaker 1: passage to Plotnikuff's shop. First rate, cried Mitchya, as though
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  Speaker 1: struck by an idea, Misha. He turned to the boy
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  Speaker 1: as he came in. Look here, run to plotnykufs and
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  Speaker 1: tell him that Dmitri Baya duobitch sends his greetings and
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  Speaker 1: will be there directly. But listen, listen. Tell them to
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  Speaker 1: have champagne three dozen bottles ready before I come, and
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  Speaker 1: packed as it was to take to Mokro. I took
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  Speaker 1: four dozen with me. Then he added, suddenly addressing pyotr Ilyitch.
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  Speaker 1: They know all about it, don't you trouble Misha. He
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  Speaker 1: turned again to the boy. Stay listen, tell them to
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  Speaker 1: put in cheese, Strasbourg, pies, smoked fish, ham caveat and
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  Speaker 1: admirating everything they've got up to one hundred rubles or
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  Speaker 1: one hundred and twenty as before. But wait, don't let
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  Speaker 1: them forget dessert sweets, pears, water, mulons two or three
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  Speaker 1: or four, no one mullons enough and chocolate candy doppy fondans.
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  Speaker 1: In fact, everything I took to Mokro before three hundred
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  Speaker 1: rubles worth with the champagne. Let it be just the
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  Speaker 1: same again. And remember, Misha, if you are called Misha,
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  Speaker 1: his name is Misha, isn't it. He turned to pyoto
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  Speaker 1: Ilyitch again. Wait a minute, pyoto Ilyitch intervened, listening and
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  Speaker 1: watching him uneasily. You'd better go yourself and tell them
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  Speaker 1: he'll muddle it. He will, I see, he will. Hey, Mischa,
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  Speaker 1: why I was going to kit you for the commission.
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  Speaker 1: If you don't make a mistake, there's ten rubles for you.
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  Speaker 1: Run along, make hays. Champagne's the cheap thing them bring
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  Speaker 1: up champagne and brandy too, and red and white wine,
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  Speaker 1: and all I had then they know what I had then.
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  Speaker 1: But listen, pyoto Ilyitch interrupted, with some impatience. I said,
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  Speaker 1: let him simply run and change the money and tell
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  Speaker 1: them not to close. And you go and tell them
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  Speaker 1: give him your note. Be off, Misha, put your best
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  Speaker 1: leg forward. Pyoto Ilyitch seemed to hurry Misha off on purpose,
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  Speaker 1: because the boy remained standing with his mouth and eyes
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  Speaker 1: wide open, apparently understanding little of Mitya's orders, gazing up
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  Speaker 1: with amazement and terror at his blood stained face and
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  Speaker 1: the trembling, blood stained fingers that held the notes. Well,
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  Speaker 1: now come and wash, said pyoto Ilitch, sternly. Put the
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  Speaker 1: money on the table or else in your pocket. That's right.
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  Speaker 1: Come along, but take off your coat, and begining to
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  Speaker 1: help him off with his coat, he cried out again, look,
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  Speaker 1: your coat's covered with blood too. That it's not the coat.
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  Speaker 1: It's only a little here on the sleeve. And that's
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  Speaker 1: only here where the handkerchief lay. It must have soaked through.
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  Speaker 1: I must have sat on the hankitchief at Penyas, and
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  Speaker 1: the bloods come through. Mitya explained at once with a
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  Speaker 1: childlike unconsciousness that was astounding. Pyoto Ilitch listened, frowning. Well,
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  Speaker 1: you must have been utter something. You must have been
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  Speaker 1: fighting with someone, he muttered. They began to wash. Pyoto
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  Speaker 1: Ilitch held the jug and poured out the water. Mitya,
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  Speaker 1: in desperate haste, scarcely soaked his hands. They were trembling,
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  Speaker 1: and pyoto Ilitch remembered it afterwards, But the young official
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  Speaker 1: insisted on his soaping them thoroughly and rubbing them more.
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  Speaker 1: He seemed to exercise more and more sway over Mitya
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  Speaker 1: as time went on. It may be noted in passing
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  Speaker 1: that he was a young man of sturdy character. Look,
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  Speaker 1: you haven't got your nails clean. Now rub your face here,
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  Speaker 1: on your temples, by your ear. Will you go in
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  Speaker 1: that shirt? Where are you going? Look all the cup
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  Speaker 1: of your right sleeve is covered with blood. Yes, it's
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  Speaker 1: all bloody, observed Mitya, looking at the cuff of his shirt.
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  Speaker 1: Then change your shirt. I haven't time, you see our
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  Speaker 1: Mitya went on with the same confiding ingenuousness, drying his
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  Speaker 1: face and hands on the towel and putting on his coat.
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  Speaker 1: I'll turn it up at the wrist it won't be
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  Speaker 1: seen under the coat you see. Tell me now, what
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  Speaker 1: game have you been up to? Have you been fighting
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  Speaker 1: with someone in the tavern again? As before? Have you
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  Speaker 1: been beating that captain again? Pyoto Iliot asked him, reproachfully,
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  Speaker 1: whom have you been beating now or killing? Perhaps? Nonsense,
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  Speaker 1: said Mitchya, Why nonsense. Don't worry, said Mitya, And he
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  Speaker 1: suddenly laughed. I smashed an old woman in the marketplace.
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  Speaker 1: Just now, smash an old woman, an old man, cried Mitya,
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  Speaker 1: looking pyoto Iliad straight in the face, laughing and shouting
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  Speaker 1: at him as though we were dead. Confound it an
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  Speaker 1: old woman, an old man? Have you killed someone? We
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  Speaker 1: made it up. We had a row and made it
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  Speaker 1: up in a place I know of. We parted friends.
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  Speaker 1: He's forgiven me, He's sure to have forgiven me by now.
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  Speaker 1: If he had got up, he wouldn't have forgiven me.
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  Speaker 1: Mitya suddenly winked. Only damn him, you know, I say,
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  Speaker 1: pyoto Iliah, damn him. Don't worry about him. I don't
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  Speaker 1: want to just now, Mitya snapped out, irresolutely. Whatever do
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  Speaker 1: you want to go picking quarrels with everyone? For just
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  Speaker 1: as you did with that captain over some nonsense. You've
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  Speaker 1: been fighting and now you're rushing off on the spree.
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  Speaker 1: That's you all over three dozen champagne. What do you
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  Speaker 1: want all that for? Bravo? Now give me the pistols
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  Speaker 1: upon my honor. I've no time now. I should like
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  Speaker 1: to have a chat with you, my dear boy, but
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  Speaker 1: I haven't the time, and there's no need. It's too
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  Speaker 1: late for talking. Where's my money? Where have I put it?
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  Speaker 1: He thrusting his hands into his pockets. You put it
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  Speaker 1: on the table yourself. Here it is. Had you forgotten?
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  Speaker 1: Money's like dirt or water to you, it seems. Here
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  Speaker 1: are your pistols. It's an odd thing. At six o'clock
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  Speaker 1: you pledge them for ten roubles, and now you've got thousands,
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  Speaker 1: two or three, I should say three. You bet laughed Mitya,
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  Speaker 1: stuffing the notes into the side pocket of his trousers.
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  Speaker 1: You lose it like that? Have you found a gold mine?
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  Speaker 1: The mines? The gold mine? Mitya shouted at the top
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  Speaker 1: of his voice, and went off into aurora of laughter.
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  Speaker 1: Would you like to go to the mines? Perhoten, there's
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  Speaker 1: a lady here who'll stump up three thousand for you
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  Speaker 1: if only you'll go She did it for me. She's
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  Speaker 1: so awfully fond of gold mines. Do you know Madame Holoco.
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  Speaker 1: I don't know her, but I've heard of her and
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  Speaker 1: seen her. Did she really give you three thousand? Did
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  Speaker 1: she really? Said pyotr ilyitch, eyeing him dubiously. As soon
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  Speaker 1: as the sun rises to morrow, as soon as Phoebus
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  Speaker 1: ever young flies upwards, praising and glorifying God. You go
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  Speaker 1: to her, this Madame Holakov, and ask her whether she
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  Speaker 1: did stump up that three thousand or not. Try and
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  Speaker 1: find out. I don't know on what terms you are
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  Speaker 1: Since you say it so positively, I suppose she did
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  Speaker 1: give it to you. You've got the money in your hand,
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  Speaker 1: but instead of going to Siberia, you're spending it all.
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  Speaker 1: Where are you really of tou naweh to Mokra to Mokro.
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  Speaker 1: But it's night. Once the lad had all, now the
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  Speaker 1: lad has naught, cried Mitya suddenly. How nought you say
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  Speaker 1: that with all those thousands, I'm not talking about thousands
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  Speaker 1: down thousands, I'm talking up a female character. Fickle is
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  Speaker 1: the heart of woman, treacherous and full of bee. I
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  Speaker 1: agree with Ola ses, that's what he says. I don't
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  Speaker 1: understand you. Am I drunk, not drunk, but worse, I'm
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  Speaker 1: drunk in spirit. Poto Eliot's drunk in spirit. But that's enough.
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  Speaker 1: What are you doing loading the pistol, I'm loading the
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  Speaker 1: pistol unfastening the pistol case. Mitya actually opened the powder
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  Speaker 1: horn and carefully sprinkled and rammed in the charge. Then
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  Speaker 1: he took the bullet and before inserting it, held it
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  Speaker 1: in two fingers in front of the candle. Why are
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  Speaker 1: you looking at the bullet, asked Pyoto Ilioch, watching him
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  Speaker 1: with uneasy curiosity. Oh I fancy Why if you meant
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  Speaker 1: to put that bullet in your brain, would you look
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  Speaker 1: at it or not? Why look at it? It's going
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  Speaker 1: into my brain, so it's interesting to look and see
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  Speaker 1: what it's like. But that's foolishness, a moment's foolishness. Now
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  Speaker 1: that's dumb, he added, putting in the bullet and driving
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  Speaker 1: it home with the ramrod. Pyoto Iliitch, my dear bullo,
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  Speaker 1: that's nonsense, all nonsense, And if only you knew what nonsense.
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  Speaker 1: Give me a little piece of paper now, here's some paper, No,
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  Speaker 1: a clean new piece. Writing paper, that's right. And taking
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  Speaker 1: a pen from the table, Mitya rapidly wrote two lines,
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  Speaker 1: folded the paper in four and thrust it in his
• 23:54
  Speaker 1: waistcoat pocket. He put the pistols in the case, locked
• 23:58
  Speaker 1: it up and kept it in his hand. Then he
• 24:01
  Speaker 1: looked at pyoto Ilioch with a slow, thoughtful smile. Now
• 24:05
  Speaker 1: let's go. Where are we going? No, wait a minute,
• 24:09
  Speaker 1: how you thinking of putting that bullet in your brain? Perhaps,
• 24:12
  Speaker 1: pyoto Ilioch asked uneasily, I was booling about the bullet.
• 24:17
  Speaker 1: I want to live. I love like you may be
• 24:20
  Speaker 1: sure of that. I love golden haired Foebus, and he's
• 24:23
  Speaker 1: warm light. Dear pyoto Ilioch, do you know how to
• 24:28
  Speaker 1: step asigne? What do you mean by stepping aside? Making way?
• 24:34
  Speaker 1: Making way for a dear creature and for one I hate,
• 24:38
  Speaker 1: And to let the one I hate become dear? That's
• 24:42
  Speaker 1: what making way means. And to say to them, God,
• 24:46
  Speaker 1: bless you go your way passed on while I while
• 24:52
  Speaker 1: you that's enough, Let's go, upon my word, I'll tell
• 24:57
  Speaker 1: someone to prevent your going. There, said pyo Ilioch, looking
• 25:01
  Speaker 1: at him, What are you going to mockro for now.
• 25:04
  Speaker 1: There's a woman there, a woman that's en up for you.
• 25:07
  Speaker 1: You shut up, listen. Though you're such a savage, I've
• 25:10
  Speaker 1: always liked you. I feel anxious, thanks, old fellow. I'm
• 25:14
  Speaker 1: a savage. You say, savage is saba jays? That's what
• 25:17
  Speaker 1: I am always saying, saba jeez. Why here's Misha? How
• 25:22
  Speaker 1: is for getting in? Misha ran in post taste with
• 25:26
  Speaker 1: a handful of notes in change, and reported that everyone
• 25:30
  Speaker 1: was in a bustle at the plotney cops. They're carrying
• 25:33
  Speaker 1: down the bottles and the fish and the tea. It
• 25:36
  Speaker 1: will all be ready directly. Mitya seized ten roubles and
• 25:40
  Speaker 1: handed it to Pyoto Ilyitch, then tossed another ten rouble
• 25:44
  Speaker 1: note to Misha. Don't dare to do such a thing,
• 25:48
  Speaker 1: cried Pyoto Ilyitch. I won't have it in my house.
• 25:52
  Speaker 1: It's a bad, demoralizing habit. Put your money away here,
• 25:56
  Speaker 1: put it here, Why waste it? It would come in
• 25:58
  Speaker 1: handy tomorrow, And I dare say you'll be coming to
• 26:01
  Speaker 1: me to borrow ten roubles again. Why do you keep
• 26:04
  Speaker 1: putting the notes in your side pocket? Oh you'll lose them,
• 26:08
  Speaker 1: I say, my dear bullah, let's go to Macro together.
• 26:13
  Speaker 1: What should I go for? I say, let's open a
• 26:16
  Speaker 1: bottle at once and drink to life. I want to drink,
• 26:19
  Speaker 1: and especially to drink with you. I've never drunk with you,
• 26:23
  Speaker 1: have I very well? We can go to the Metropolis.
• 26:28
  Speaker 1: I was just going there. I am in time for that.
• 26:32
  Speaker 1: Let's drink at the Blottney cups in the back room.
• 26:35
  Speaker 1: Shall I ask you a riddle? Ask away? Mitcha took
• 26:40
  Speaker 1: the piece of paper out of his waistcoat pocket, unfolded
• 26:44
  Speaker 1: it and showed it. In a large distinct ham was written,
• 26:52
  Speaker 1: I punished myself for my whole life. My whole life
• 26:57
  Speaker 1: I punish. I will certainly speak to someone I'll go
• 27:02
  Speaker 1: at once, said Pyoto Ilitch after reading the paper. You
• 27:07
  Speaker 1: won't have time, dear boy, come and have a drink.
• 27:10
  Speaker 1: March Blotnikoff's shop was at the corner of the street
• 27:15
  Speaker 1: next door but one to pyoto Ilach's. It was the
• 27:20
  Speaker 1: largest grocery shop in Artan and by no means a
• 27:23
  Speaker 1: bad one, Belonging to some rich merchants. They kept everything
• 27:28
  Speaker 1: that could be got in a Petersburg shop. Grocery of
• 27:32
  Speaker 1: all sorts, wines, bottled by the brothers Alisaya, fruits, cigars, tea, coffee, sugar,
• 27:41
  Speaker 1: and so on. There were three shop assistants and two
• 27:46
  Speaker 1: errand boys always employed. Though our part of the country
• 27:52
  Speaker 1: had grown poorer, the landowners had gone away and trade
• 27:57
  Speaker 1: had got worse, yet the grocery stores flourished as before
• 28:02
  Speaker 1: every year with increasing prosperity. There were plenty of purchasers
• 28:07
  Speaker 1: for their goods. They were awaiting Mitya with impatience in
• 28:12
  Speaker 1: the shop. They had vivid recollections of how he had
• 28:15
  Speaker 1: bought three or four weeks ago, wine and goods of
• 28:19
  Speaker 1: all sorts to the value of several hundred roubles, paid
• 28:24
  Speaker 1: for in cash. They would never let him have anything
• 28:27
  Speaker 1: on credit. Of course, they remembered that then as now,
• 28:32
  Speaker 1: he had had a bundle of hundred rouble notes in
• 28:35
  Speaker 1: his hand and had scattered them at random, without bargaining,
• 28:39
  Speaker 1: without reflecting or caring to reflect, what use so much
• 28:43
  Speaker 1: wine and provisions would be to him. The story was
• 28:47
  Speaker 1: told all over the town that driving up then with
• 28:51
  Speaker 1: Grushenka to Mokroe, he had spent three thousand in one
• 28:56
  Speaker 1: night and the following day, and had come back from
• 29:00
  Speaker 1: the spreet without a penny. He had picked up a
• 29:04
  Speaker 1: whole troop of gypsies encamped in our neighborhood at the time,
• 29:09
  Speaker 1: who for two days got money without stint out of
• 29:12
  Speaker 1: him while he was drunk and drank expensive wine without stint.
• 29:19
  Speaker 1: People used to tell, laughing at Mitya, how we had
• 29:23
  Speaker 1: given champagne to grimy handed peasants and feasted the village
• 29:29
  Speaker 1: women and girls on sweets and Strasbourg pies. Though to
• 29:36
  Speaker 1: laugh at Mitya to his face was rather a risky proceeding,
• 29:41
  Speaker 1: there was much laughter behind his back, especially in the tavern,
• 29:46
  Speaker 1: at his own ingenuous public avowal that all he had
• 29:51
  Speaker 1: got out of Grushenka by this escapade was permission to
• 29:56
  Speaker 1: kiss her foot, and that was the utmost she had allowed.
• 30:01
  Speaker 1: By the time Mitya and Pyoto Iliot reached the shop,
• 30:06
  Speaker 1: they found a cart with three horses harnessed abreast with bells,
• 30:11
  Speaker 1: and with Andrey, the driver, ready waiting for Mitya at
• 30:15
  Speaker 1: the entrance. In the shop, they had almost entirely finished
• 30:21
  Speaker 1: packing one box of provisions and were only waiting for
• 30:25
  Speaker 1: Micha's arrival to nail it down and put it in
• 30:28
  Speaker 1: the cart. Pyoto Eliot was astounded. Where did this cart
• 30:34
  Speaker 1: come from in such a hurry? He asked Mitya. I
• 30:37
  Speaker 1: met Andrey as I ran to you and told them
• 30:40
  Speaker 1: to drive straight here to the shop. There is no
• 30:43
  Speaker 1: time to lose. Last time I drove with Tomofe, but
• 30:46
  Speaker 1: Timofe now has gone on before me with the witch.
• 30:50
  Speaker 1: Shall we be very late, Andrea, they'll only get there
• 30:54
  Speaker 1: an hour at most before us, not even that. Maybe
• 30:58
  Speaker 1: I got Timofe ready to start. I know how he'll go.
• 31:02
  Speaker 1: Their pace won't be ours, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. How could it
• 31:06
  Speaker 1: be they won't get there an hour earlier? Andreid, a lanky,
• 31:13
  Speaker 1: red haired middle age driver wearing a full skirted coat
• 31:18
  Speaker 1: and with a captain on his arm, replied warmly, fifty
• 31:23
  Speaker 1: rubles for vodka. If we're only an hour behind them,
• 31:28
  Speaker 1: I warrant the time, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. Eh, they won't be
• 31:32
  Speaker 1: half an hour before us, let alone an hour. Though
• 31:37
  Speaker 1: Mitya bustled about seeing after things, he gave his orders strangely,
• 31:43
  Speaker 1: as it were disconnectedly and inconsecutively. He began a sentence
• 31:49
  Speaker 1: and forgot the end of it. Peyoto Ilyitch found himself
• 31:53
  Speaker 1: obliged to come to the rescue four hundred rubles worth,
• 31:59
  Speaker 1: not less than four hundred rubles worth, just as it
• 32:04
  Speaker 1: was then commanded Mitya four dozen champagne, not a bottle less?
• 32:11
  Speaker 1: What do you want with so much? What's it for? Stay?
• 32:15
  Speaker 1: Cried pyotr Ilyitch. What's this box? What's in it? Surely
• 32:19
  Speaker 1: there isn't four hundred rubles worth here? The officious shopmen
• 32:24
  Speaker 1: began explaining with oily politeness that the first box contained
• 32:30
  Speaker 1: only half a dozen bottles of champagne, and only the
• 32:34
  Speaker 1: most indispensable articles such as saberers, sweets, a toffee, et cetera.
• 32:41
  Speaker 1: But the main part of the goods ordered would be
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: packed and sent off, as on the previous occasion, in
• 32:48
  Speaker 1: a special cart, also with three horses, a traveling at
• 32:52
  Speaker 1: full speed, so that it would arrive not more than
• 32:56
  Speaker 1: an hour later than Dmitri Fyodorovitch himself, not more than
• 33:02
  Speaker 1: an hour, not more than an hour, and put in
• 33:06
  Speaker 1: more toppy and fondance. The girls there are so fond
• 33:10
  Speaker 1: of it, Mitya insisted hotly. The fundants are all right,
• 33:16
  Speaker 1: But what do you want with for a dozen of champagne?
• 33:19
  Speaker 1: One will be enough, said pyoto Ilyitch, almost angry. He
• 33:24
  Speaker 1: began bargaining, asking for a bill of the goods and
• 33:28
  Speaker 1: refused to be satisfied, but he only succeeded in saving
• 33:32
  Speaker 1: a hundred roubles. In the end, it was agreed that
• 33:37
  Speaker 1: only three hundred rubles worth should be sent. Well, you
• 33:42
  Speaker 1: may go to the devil, cried pyoto Iliochan, sucond thoughts,
• 33:47
  Speaker 1: what's it to do with me? Throw away your money?
• 33:50
  Speaker 1: Since it's cust you nothing this way? My econom is
• 33:53
  Speaker 1: this way. Don't be angry. Mitya drew him into a
• 33:58
  Speaker 1: room at the back of the shop. They'll give us
• 34:00
  Speaker 1: a bottle here directly. We'll taste it, eh, pyota Iliitch,
• 34:05
  Speaker 1: come along with me, for you're a nice fellow. That's
• 34:08
  Speaker 1: what I like. Mitya sat down on a wicker chair
• 34:12
  Speaker 1: before a little table covered with a dirty dinner napkin.
• 34:17
  Speaker 1: Pyoto Ilitch sat down opposite, and the champagne soon appeared,
• 34:22
  Speaker 1: and oysters were suggested to the gentleman. First glass oysters.
• 34:28
  Speaker 1: The last lat end hung the oysters. I don't eat them,
• 34:33
  Speaker 1: and we don't need anything, cried pyoto Ilyitch, almost angrily.
• 34:39
  Speaker 1: There's no time for oysters, said mitya, and I'm not hungry,
• 34:44
  Speaker 1: do you no, friend? He said suddenly, with feeling. I
• 34:48
  Speaker 1: never have liked all this disorder? Who does like it?
• 34:53
  Speaker 1: Three dozen of champagne for peasants? Upon my word? That's
• 34:57
  Speaker 1: enough to make anyone angry, But not what I mean.
• 35:02
  Speaker 1: I'm talking of a higher order. There's no order in me,
• 35:07
  Speaker 1: no higher order. But that's all over. There's no need
• 35:11
  Speaker 1: to grieve about it. It's too late, damn it. My
• 35:14
  Speaker 1: whole life has been disordered, and one must set it
• 35:18
  Speaker 1: in order. Is that a pun? Eh, you're babing, not
• 35:23
  Speaker 1: making puns. Glory be to God in heaven, Glory be
• 35:30
  Speaker 1: to God in me. That verse came from my heart once.
• 35:37
  Speaker 1: It's not a verse but a tear. I made it myself,
• 35:41
  Speaker 1: not while I was pulling the captain's beard, though, Why
• 35:45
  Speaker 1: do you bring him in all of a sudden? Why
• 35:48
  Speaker 1: do I bring him in? Foolery? All things come to
• 35:52
  Speaker 1: an end, All things are made equal, that's the long
• 35:55
  Speaker 1: and short of it. You know, I keep thinking of
• 35:59
  Speaker 1: your past. That's all foolery. Too drink, and don't be fanciful.
• 36:05
  Speaker 1: I love life. I've loved life too much, shamefully much
• 36:09
  Speaker 1: enough Let's drink till life, dear boy, I propose the toast.
• 36:14
  Speaker 1: Why am I pleased with myself? I'm a scoundrel, but
• 36:17
  Speaker 1: I'm satisfied with myself. And yet I'm toutured by the
• 36:20
  Speaker 1: thought that I'm a scoundrel, but satisfied with myself. I
• 36:24
  Speaker 1: blushed the creation. I'm ready to bless God and his
• 36:28
  Speaker 1: creation directly, but I must kill one noxious insect for
• 36:33
  Speaker 1: fear it should crawl and spoil life for others. Let
• 36:37
  Speaker 1: us drink to life, dear brother. What can be more
• 36:41
  Speaker 1: precious than life? Nothing, to life, and to one queen
• 36:45
  Speaker 1: of queens. Let's drink to life, and to your queen too,
• 36:50
  Speaker 1: if you like. They drank a glass each. Although Mitya
• 36:56
  Speaker 1: was excited and expansive, yet he was melancholy too. It
• 37:01
  Speaker 1: was as though some heavy, overwhelming anxiety were weighing upon him. Misha,
• 37:09
  Speaker 1: here's your Misha, Come, Misha, come here, my boy, drink
• 37:13
  Speaker 1: this glass to Phoebus the Golden Head up tomorrow morn.
• 37:18
  Speaker 1: What are you giving it him for? Cried pyoto Ilitch irritably. Yes, yes, yes,
• 37:28
  Speaker 1: let me I want you. Misha emptied, the glass bowed
• 37:36
  Speaker 1: and ran out. He'll remember it. Afterwards, Mitya remarked, woman,
• 37:43
  Speaker 1: I love woman. What is woman? The queen of creation?
• 37:49
  Speaker 1: My art is sad, My art is sad. Pyoto Iliot,
• 37:54
  Speaker 1: do you remember Hamlet? I am very sorry, good Horace
• 38:01
  Speaker 1: A last boy, yorick perps. That's me yorick yees. I'm
• 38:08
  Speaker 1: yorick now and a scowl. Afterwards, pyoto Ilitch listened in silence.
• 38:17
  Speaker 1: Mitya too, was silent for a while. What dogs that
• 38:23
  Speaker 1: you've got there, he asked the shopman, casually noticing a
• 38:28
  Speaker 1: pretty little lapdog with dark eyes sitting in the corner.
• 38:33
  Speaker 1: It belongs to Babara Alexavana. The mistress answered the clerk.
• 38:39
  Speaker 1: She brought it and forgot it here. It must be
• 38:43
  Speaker 1: taken back to it. I saw one like it in
• 38:46
  Speaker 1: the regiment, murmured Mitya, dreamily, only that one had its
• 38:53
  Speaker 1: hind leg broken by the way a. Pyoto Ilitch I
• 38:58
  Speaker 1: wanted to ask you, have you ever stolen anything in
• 39:01
  Speaker 1: your life? What a question? Oh, I didn't mean anything
• 39:08
  Speaker 1: from somebody's pocket. You know, I don't mean government money.
• 39:12
  Speaker 1: Every one steals that, and no doubt you do too.
• 39:15
  Speaker 1: You don'g to the devil. I'm talking of other people's money,
• 39:20
  Speaker 1: stealing straight out of a pocket, out of a purse. Eh,
• 39:25
  Speaker 1: I stole twenty kopecks from my mother when I was
• 39:28
  Speaker 1: nine years old. I took it up the table on
• 39:31
  Speaker 1: the sly and held it tight in my hand. Well
• 39:36
  Speaker 1: and what happened? Oh? Nothing? I kept it three days.
• 39:41
  Speaker 1: Then I felt ashamed, confessed and gave it back. And
• 39:44
  Speaker 1: what then? And naturally I was whipped. But why do
• 39:48
  Speaker 1: you ask? Have you stolen something? I ah, said Mitya,
• 39:54
  Speaker 1: winking slyly. What have you stolen? Inquired yoto Ilitch curiously.
• 40:03
  Speaker 1: I stole twenty cupbacks from my mother when I was
• 40:06
  Speaker 1: nine years old, and gave it back three days after.
• 40:10
  Speaker 1: As he said this, Mitya suddenly got up to Dmitri
• 40:16
  Speaker 1: fyed Duovich. Won't you come now? Called Andrey from the
• 40:20
  Speaker 1: door of the shop. Are you ready, we'll come? Mitya
• 40:26
  Speaker 1: started a few more last words, and Andrey a glass
• 40:33
  Speaker 1: of vodka at starting. Give him some brandy as well.
• 40:37
  Speaker 1: That box, the one with the pistols put under my seat. Goodbye,
• 40:43
  Speaker 1: pyoto Ilitch, don't remember evil against me, but you're coming
• 40:49
  Speaker 1: back tomorrow, of course. Will you settle the little bill now?
• 40:53
  Speaker 1: Cried the clerk, springing forward. Oh, yes, the bill, of course.
• 40:58
  Speaker 1: He pulled the bundle of notes out of his pocket again.
• 41:01
  Speaker 1: I picked up three hundred roubles, threw them on the counter,
• 41:07
  Speaker 1: and ran hurriedly out of the shop. Everyone followed him out,
• 41:11
  Speaker 1: bowing and wishing him good luck. Andre coopping from the
• 41:16
  Speaker 1: brandy he had just swallowed, jumped up on the box,
• 41:20
  Speaker 1: but Mitya was only just taking his seat, when suddenly,
• 41:24
  Speaker 1: to his surprise, he saw Fenya before him. She ran up, panting,
• 41:30
  Speaker 1: clasped her hands before him with a cry, and plumped
• 41:33
  Speaker 1: down at his feet. Dmitri Byodorovitch, dear, good Dmitri Byodorovitch,
• 41:39
  Speaker 1: don't harm my mistress. And it was I told you
• 41:42
  Speaker 1: all about it, And don't murder him. He came first.
• 41:45
  Speaker 1: He's hers. He'll marry Agrippina Alexandrovna. Now that's why he's
• 41:50
  Speaker 1: come back from Siberia. Dmitri Byodorovitch, Dear, don't take up
• 41:54
  Speaker 1: followed creature's light. Tut Tut tut. That's it, is it?
• 42:00
  Speaker 1: So you're up there to make trouble? Muttered pyotr Ilyitch.
• 42:04
  Speaker 1: Now it's all clear, as clear as daylight. Dmitri Fyodorovitch,
• 42:08
  Speaker 1: give me your pistols at once, if you mean to
• 42:11
  Speaker 1: behave like a man, he shouted aloud, d Mitya, do
• 42:14
  Speaker 1: you hear, Dmitri the pistols? Ah, wait a bit, brother,
• 42:19
  Speaker 1: I'll throw them into the pool on the road, answered Mitya. Fenya,
• 42:23
  Speaker 1: get up, don't kneel to me. Mitya won't hurt any one.
• 42:27
  Speaker 1: The silly fool won't hurt any one again. But I say, fenya,
• 42:31
  Speaker 1: he shouted, after having taken his seat. I hurt you
• 42:34
  Speaker 1: just now, so forgive me and have pity on me.
• 42:37
  Speaker 1: Forgive us, scoundrel, But it doesn't matter if you don't.
• 42:41
  Speaker 1: It's all the same. Now now then Andrey look alive.
• 42:45
  Speaker 1: Fly along full speed. Andre whipped up the horses and
• 42:49
  Speaker 1: the bells began ringing good bye by yoto Ilyitch. My
• 42:55
  Speaker 1: last tear is for you. He's not drunk, but he
• 43:00
  Speaker 1: keeps babbling like a lunatic. Pay yoto Iliitch thought as
• 43:04
  Speaker 1: he watched him go. He had half a mind to
• 43:07
  Speaker 1: stay and see the car packed with the remaining wines
• 43:10
  Speaker 1: and provisions, knowing that they would deceive and depraud Mitya,
• 43:15
  Speaker 1: but suddenly feeling vexed with himself, he turned away with
• 43:19
  Speaker 1: a curse and went to the tavern to play billiards.
• 43:23
  Speaker 1: He's a fool. There is a good fellow, he muttered
• 43:26
  Speaker 1: as he went. I've heard of that officer Grushenka's former flame.
• 43:32
  Speaker 1: Well if he has turned up, Eh, those pistoles, damn it.
• 43:36
  Speaker 1: Or I'm not his nurse. Let them do what they like. Besides,
• 43:41
  Speaker 1: it'll all come to nothing. They're a set of brawlers,
• 43:43
  Speaker 1: that's all. They'll drink and fight, fight and make friends again.
• 43:48
  Speaker 1: They are not men who do anything real. What does
• 43:51
  Speaker 1: he mean by I'm stepping aside and punishing myself. Ah
• 43:56
  Speaker 1: to'll come to nothing. He shouted such phrases a thousand
• 44:00
  Speaker 1: times drunk in the taverns. But now he's not drunk,
• 44:04
  Speaker 1: shrunk in spirit. There Fon de fine phrases the villains.
• 44:11
  Speaker 1: AMAI his nurse. He must have been fighting. His face
• 44:15
  Speaker 1: was all over blood with whom I shall find out
• 44:18
  Speaker 1: at the metropolis, and his handkerchief was soaked in blood.
• 44:22
  Speaker 1: It's still lying on my floor. Hang it. He reached
• 44:26
  Speaker 1: the tavern in a bad humor and at once made
• 44:29
  Speaker 1: up again. The game cheered, and he played a second game,
• 44:33
  Speaker 1: and suddenly began telling one of his partners that Dmitri
• 44:37
  Speaker 1: caramutz Up had come in for some cash again, something
• 44:41
  Speaker 1: like three thousand roubles, and had gone to Mokro again
• 44:45
  Speaker 1: to spend it with Grushenka. This news roused singular interest
• 44:50
  Speaker 1: in his listeners. They all spoke of it, not laughing,
• 44:53
  Speaker 1: but with a strange gravity. They left off playing three thousand.
• 44:59
  Speaker 1: But where can he have got three thousand? Questions were asked.
• 45:03
  Speaker 1: The story of Madame Hohlokov's present was received with skepticism.
• 45:09
  Speaker 1: Hasn't he robbed his old father? Asked the question three thousand?
• 45:13
  Speaker 1: There's something odd about it. He boasted aloud that he
• 45:17
  Speaker 1: would kill his father. We all heard him here, and
• 45:20
  Speaker 1: it was three thousand. He talked about peyoto Ilitch listened
• 45:25
  Speaker 1: all at once. He became short and dry in his answers.
• 45:30
  Speaker 1: He said not a word about the blood on Mitya's
• 45:33
  Speaker 1: face and hands, though he had meant to speak of
• 45:36
  Speaker 1: it at first. They began a third game, and by
• 45:42
  Speaker 1: degrees the talk about Mitya died away. But by the
• 45:47
  Speaker 1: end of the third game, peyote Ilyitch felt no more
• 45:51
  Speaker 1: desire for billiards. He laid down the queue, and without
• 45:55
  Speaker 1: having supper as he had intended, he walked out of
• 45:58
  Speaker 1: the tavern. When he reached the market place, he stood
• 46:02
  Speaker 1: still in perplexity, wondering at himself. He realized that what
• 46:08
  Speaker 1: he wanted was to go to Fayodor Pavlovitch's and find
• 46:13
  Speaker 1: out if anything had happened there on account of some
• 46:17
  Speaker 1: stupid nonsense as it suret the turnat, am I going
• 46:21
  Speaker 1: to wake up the household and make a scandal of fold?
• 46:24
  Speaker 1: Damn it is it my business to look after them.
• 46:28
  Speaker 1: In a very bad humor, he went straight home and
• 46:31
  Speaker 1: suddenly remembered Fenyat damn it all. I ought to have
• 46:36
  Speaker 1: questioned her just now, he thought, with vexation, I should
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  Speaker 1: have heard everything. And the desire to speak to her
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  Speaker 1: and so find out became so pressing and importunate that
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  Speaker 1: when he was half way home, he turned abruptly and
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  Speaker 1: went towards the house where Grushenka lodged. Going up to
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  Speaker 1: the gate, he knocked. The sound of the knock in
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  Speaker 1: the silence of the night sobered him and made him
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  Speaker 1: feel annoyed, and no one answered him. Every one in
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  Speaker 1: the house was asleep, And I shall be making a fuss,
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  Speaker 1: he thought, with a feeling of positive discomfort. But instead
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  Speaker 1: of going away altogether, he fell to knocking again with
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  Speaker 1: all his might, filling the street with clamor not coming well,
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  Speaker 1: I will not come up, I will, he muttered at
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  Speaker 1: each knock, fuming at himself. But at the same time
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  Speaker 1: he redoubled his knocks. On the gate end of chapter
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  Speaker 1: fifty one,