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Grushenka was at last released, and Nikolay Parfenovitch informed her impulsively that she might at once return to the town and that if he could be of any assistance to her, with horses for example, or if she would care for an escort, he ... would be—
But what was his indignation when Nikolay Parfenovitch came back with quite different clothes, brought in behind him by a peasant. “Here are clothes for you,” he observed airily, seeming well satisfied with the success of his mission. “Mr. Kalganov has kindly provided these for this unusual emergency, as well as a clean shirt. Luckily he had them all in his trunk.
He had heard of him in Petersburg. On the other hand, young Nikolay Parfenovitch was the only person in the whole world whom our “unappreciated” prosecutor genuinely liked. On their way to Mokroe they had time to come to an understanding about the present case.
“Well, now we must proceed to the examination of witnesses,” observed Nikolay Parfenovitch, as though in reply to Mitya’s question. “Yes,” said the prosecutor thoughtfully, as though reflecting on something.
Well, I’ve kept that other half, that fifteen hundred, like a locket round my neck, but yesterday I undid it, and spent it. What’s left of it, eight hundred roubles, is in your hands now, Nikolay Parfenovitch. That’s the change out of the fifteen hundred I had yesterday.” “Excuse me. How’s that?
The prosecutor was satisfied: “I’ve provoked the nervous fellow by ‘trifles’ and he has said more than he meant to.” With painful effort Mitya went on. But this time he was pulled up immediately by Nikolay Parfenovitch. “How came you to run to the servant, Fedosya Markovna, with your hands so covered with blood, and, as it appears, your face, too?”
She had never meant to go to Fyodor Pavlovitch, she had simply been laughing at him. “I had no thoughts for either of them all this last month. I was expecting another man who had wronged me. But I think,” she said in conclusion, “that there’s no need for you to inquire about that, nor for me to answer you, for that’s my own affair.” Nikolay Parfenovitch immediately acted upon this hint.
They counted the money, which amounted to eight hundred and thirty-six roubles, and forty copecks. “And is that all?” asked the investigating lawyer. “Yes.” “You stated just now in your evidence that you spent three hundred roubles at Plotnikovs’. You gave Perhotin ten, your driver twenty, here you lost two hundred, then....” Nikolay Parfenovitch reckoned it all up. Mitya helped him readily.
Oh, well, write—write what you like,” he concluded, with scornful disgust. “I’m not afraid of you and I can still hold up my head before you.” “And can’t you tell us the nature of that disgrace?” Nikolay Parfenovitch hazarded. The prosecutor frowned darkly. “No, no, c’est fini, don’t trouble yourselves. It’s not worth while soiling one’s hands. I have soiled myself enough through you as it is.
I’ll tell you where I got the money!... I’ll reveal my shame, that I may not have to blame myself or you hereafter.” “And believe me, Dmitri Fyodorovitch,” put in Nikolay Parfenovitch, in a voice of almost pathetic delight, “that every sincere and complete confession on your part at this moment may, later on, have an immense influence in your favor, and may, indeed, moreover—”
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