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The captain stood gaping with wide-open eyes, and made no answer. "Listen, captain," Stavrogin began suddenly, with great earnestness, bending down to the table.
"Oh, don't be so clever, Stavrogin; don't be so clever yourself. And you know you are by no means so intelligent that you need wish others to be. You are afraid, you have no faith. You are frightened at our doing things on such a scale. And why are they fools? They are not such fools. No one has a mind of his own nowadays. There are terribly few original minds nowadays.
"You exclude yourself?" Stavrogin broke in again. "You, too. Do you know, I have thought of giving up the world to the Pope. Let him come forth, on foot, and barefoot, and show himself to the rabble, saying, 'See what they have brought me to! and they will all rush after him, even the troops. The Pope at the head, with us round him, and below us Shigalovism.
"It isn't necessary for me," Stavrogin cut him short. "Stavrogin will be there," Kirillov said finally. "Stavrogin, it is necessary for you. I will show you that there." They went out. They had gone.
I don't care to pay for other people. I've given a lot as it is. It annoys me...." He smiled himself at his own words. "Ah, you are beginning to joke!" Stavrogin got up from his chair. Verhovensky instantly jumped up too, and mechanically stood with his back to the door as though barring the way to him. Stavrogin had already made a motion to push him aside and go out, when he stopped short.
Stavrogin moved towards him but turned back to Liza at the third step. "If you hear anything directly, Liza, let me tell you I am to blame for it!" She started and looked at him in dismay; but he hurriedly went out. The room from which Pyotr Stepanovitch had peeped in was a large oval vestibule.
You've promised me a lot of money for shedding innocent blood and swore it was for Mr. Stavrogin, though it turns out to be nothing but your want of breeding. I didn't get a farthing out of it, let alone fifteen hundred, and Mr. Stavrogin hit you in the face, which has come to our ears. Now you axe threatening me again and promising me money what for, you don't say.
He was in a frenzy, and kept running forward and seizing Stavrogin by the elbow, probably unaware of what he was doing. "Listen. I'll let you have him. Let's make it up. Your price is a very great one, but... Let's make it up!" Stavrogin glanced at him at last, and was amazed. The eyes, the voice, were not the same as always, or as they had been in the room just now.
He saw me as I drove past." "That's not true. You said 'murdered.... Who's been murdered?" she insisted with agonising mistrust. "The only people who have been murdered are my wife, her brother Lebyadkin, and their servant," Stavrogin brought out firmly. Liza trembled and turned terribly pale. "A strange brutal outrage, Lizaveta Nikolaevna.
"You've represented me, no doubt, as a member from abroad, an inspector in connection with the Internationale?" Stavrogin asked suddenly. "No, not an inspector; you won't be an inspector; but you are one of the original members from abroad, who knows the most important secrets that's your role. You are going to speak, of course?" "What's put that idea into your head?"
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