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I haven't spoken to any one about my sorrow. GÚSLIN. Tell me about it. GÚSLIN. Yes, tell me; don't put on airs! MÍTYA. Whether I tell you or not, you can't help me! GÚSLIN. How do you know? I've fallen wildly in love with Lyubóv Gordéyevna. GÚSLIN. What's the matter with you, Mítya? Whatever do you mean? MÍTYA. Well, anyhow, it's a fact. GÚSLIN. You'd better put it out of your head, Mítya.
Mitya, of course, was checked, but the young doctor’s opinion had a decisive influence on the judges and on the public, and, as appeared afterwards, every one agreed with him. But Doctor Herzenstube, when called as a witness, was quite unexpectedly of use to Mitya.
All I had was two francs and some-odd centimes! Not a great capital! It wouldn't build a stone house! It wouldn't buy a village! What could one do with such a capital? Where put it? Not take it to a bank! So then I took this capital and drank it up! squandered it! That's the way of it! MÍTYA. Why do you drink, Lyubím Kárpych? That makes you your own enemy. LYUBÍM KÁRPYCH. Why do I drink?
It turned out that they could speak Russian quite correctly except for their accent in some words. Of his relations with Grushenka, past and present, Pan Mussyalovitch spoke proudly and warmly, so that Mitya was roused at once and declared that he would not allow the “scoundrel” to speak like that in his presence!
Life without love would be sad!" What's the use of hurrying! She goes to him, and sits near him; he whispers in her ear, looking towards LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA and MÍTYA. ANNA IVÁNOVNA. What do you say! Really? GÚSLIN. It's really true. LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. You, Mítya, will you come to us later on in the evening? MÍTYA. I will. MÁSHA. You ought to be ashamed of yourself! What's that you're saying?
Nothing can ever come of that, so there's no use thinking about it. MÍTYA. Though I know all this, one cannot control one's heart. GÚSLIN. Yes, indeed; but you must stop it! Now Anna Ivánovna is my equal; she has no money, and I haven't a kopek and even so uncle forbids me to marry. It's no use for you to think of doing so. You'll get it into your head and then it'll be still harder for you.
Mitya spoke much and quickly, nervously and effusively, as though he positively took his listeners to be his best friends. “So, for the present, we will write that you absolutely deny the charge brought against you,” said Nikolay Parfenovitch, impressively, and bending down to the secretary he dictated to him in an undertone what to write. “Write it down? You want to write that down?
“I was in want of ten roubles and pledged my pistols with Perhotin, and then went to Madame Hohlakov to borrow three thousand which she wouldn’t give me, and so on, and all the rest of it,” Mitya interrupted sharply. “Yes, gentlemen, I was in want of it, and suddenly thousands turned up, eh?
When Mitya had gone, Kuzma Kuzmitch, white with rage, turned to his son and bade him see to it that that beggar be never seen again, and never admitted even into the yard, or else he’d— He did not utter his threat. But even his son, who often saw him enraged, trembled with fear. For a whole hour afterwards, the old man was shaking with anger, and by evening he was worse, and sent for the doctor.
He wants to spy how much I give Grushenka if she comes. They are all scoundrels! But I don’t recognize Ivan, I don’t know him at all. Where does he come from? He is not one of us in soul. As though I’d leave him anything! I shan’t leave a will at all, you may as well know. And I’ll crush Mitya like a beetle. I squash black-beetles at night with my slipper; they squelch when you tread on them.
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