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Updated: June 14, 2025
However, he decided to say no more about it, and merely to look on, and take his time and tune from Lizabetha Prokofievna. The happy state in which the family had spent the evening, as just recorded, was not of very long duration. Next day Aglaya quarrelled with the prince again, and so she continued to behave for the next few days.
Lizabetha therefore decided that the prince was impossible as a husband for Aglaya; and during the ensuing night she made a vow that never while she lived should he marry Aglaya. With this resolve firmly impressed upon her mind, she awoke next day; but during the morning, after her early lunch, she fell into a condition of remarkable inconsistency.
"I have not corrupted Colia," he concluded in a different and very serious tone, as if remembering something again. "Nobody here is laughing at you. Calm yourself," said Lizabetha Prokofievna, much moved. "You shall see a new doctor tomorrow; the other was mistaken; but sit down, do not stand like that!
Say that it is not ridiculous!" he demanded urgently of Lizabetha Prokofievna. Then he seemed to be plunged in thought. A moment later he raised his head, and his eyes sought for someone. He was looking for Evgenie Pavlovitch, who was close by on his right as before, but he had forgotten this, and his eyes ranged over the assembled company.
In spite of the lateness of the hour, the general was hurrying away to talk to someone upon some important subject. Meanwhile he talked incessantly but disconnectedly to the prince, and continually brought in the name of Lizabetha Prokofievna.
I can't understand it!" Her eldest daughter inspired Lizabetha with a kind of puzzled compassion. She did not feel this in Aglaya's case, though the latter was her idol. Sometimes the most trivial thing annoyed Mrs. Epanchin, and drove her into a frenzy.
Epanchin, it was evident that they had been discussing very disturbing news. Little by little the family gathered together upstairs in Lizabetha Prokofievna's apartments, and Prince Muishkin found himself alone on the verandah when he arrived. He settled himself in a corner and sat waiting, though he knew not what he expected.
They laughed together like a couple of school-girls. Hearing and seeing this, the prince smiled happily, and in accents of relief and joy, he exclaimed "Well, thank God thank God!" Alexandra now joined in, and it looked as though the three sisters were going to laugh on for ever. "They are insane," muttered Lizabetha Prokofievna. "Either they frighten one out of one's wits, or else "
"You cannot really feel like that! You don't mean what you say. It is not true," he murmured. "It IS true, it IS true," cried Aglaya, almost beside herself with rage. "What's true? What's all this? What's true?" said an alarmed voice just beside them. Before them stood Lizabetha Prokofievna.
In reply to a very guarded question of her sisters', Aglaya had answered coldly, but exceedingly haughtily: "I have never given him my word at all, nor have I ever counted him as my future husband never in my life. He is just as little to me as all the rest." Lizabetha Prokofievna suddenly flared up. "I did not expect that of you, Aglaya," she said.
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