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Updated: May 22, 2025
"An engineer who has lately come to the town. He was Stavrogin's second, a maniac, a madman; your sub-lieutenant may really only be suffering from temporary delirium, but Kirillov is a thoroughgoing madman thoroughgoing, that I guarantee. Ah, Audrey Antonovitch, if the government only knew what sort of people these conspirators all are, they wouldn't have the heart to lay a finger on them.
Stavrogin asked after a moment's silence, and with a certain wariness. "Yes," answered Kirillov shortly, guessing at once from his voice what he was asking about, and he began taking the weapons from the table. "When?" Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch inquired still more cautiously, after a pause. In the meantime Kjrillov had put both the boxes back in his trunk, and sat down in his place again.
'De Kirillov, gentilhomme russe et citoyen du monde. Ha ha!" He went off in a peal of laughter. "No, no, no; stay. I've found something better than all. Eureka!
Pyotr Stepanovitch actually had taken up the teapot and was looking for an empty glass. Kirillov went to the cupboard and brought a clean glass. "I've just had lunch at Karmazinov's," observed his visitor, "then I listened to him talking, and perspired and got into a sweat again running here. I am fearfully thirsty." "Drink. Cold tea is good."
"Give it me, friend, I'll pay it back to-morrow! Ach, Kirillov!" "Is it the same wife who was in Switzerland? That's a good thing. And your running in like this, that's a good thing too." "Kirillov!" cried Shatov, taking the teapot under his arm and carrying the bread and sugar in both hands.
So then we were left without work, Kirillov and I, and we spent four months lying on the floor in that little town. He thought of one thing and I thought of another." "You don't mean to say your employer beat you? In America? How you must have sworn at him!" "Not a bit of it.
We approved of everything: spiritualism, lynch-law, revolvers, tramps. Once when we were travelling a fellow slipped his hand into my pocket, took my brush, and began brushing his hair with it. Kirillov and I only looked at one another, and made up our minds that that was the right thing and that we liked it very much...."
"Don't you have fits, perhaps?" "No." "Well, you will. Be careful, Kirillov. I've heard that's just how fits begin. An epileptic described exactly that sensation before a fit, word for word as you've done. He mentioned five seconds, too, and said that more could not be endured. Remember Mahomet's pitcher from which no drop of water was spilt while he circled Paradise on his horse.
She only screamed that if Kirillov was murdered, then her husband was murdered, they were together. Towards midday she sank into a state of unconsciousness from which she never recovered, and she died three days later. The baby had caught cold and died before her.
Everything seemed to show that he was hiding, yet somehow it was not easy to believe it. Pyotr Stepanovitch was standing a little sideways to the corner, and could only see the projecting parts of the figure. He could not bring himself to move to the left to get a full view of Kirillov and solve the mystery.
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