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Updated: May 8, 2025
Smerdyakov sighed again and again. A trace of color came into his face. “If I was pleased,” he articulated rather breathlessly, “it was simply because you agreed not to go to Moscow, but to Tchermashnya. For it was nearer, anyway. Only when I said these words to you, it was not by way of praise, but of reproach. You didn’t understand it.” “What reproach?”
I tell you, watch his beard—if his beard shakes you know he is in earnest.” “You force me to go to that damned Tchermashnya yourself, then?” cried Ivan, with a malignant smile. Fyodor Pavlovitch did not catch, or would not catch, the malignancy, but he caught the smile. “Then you’ll go, you’ll go? I’ll scribble the note for you at once.” “I don’t know whether I shall go. I don’t know.
He unlocked the cupboard, poured out a glass, drank it, then locked the cupboard and put the key back in his pocket. “That’s enough. One glass won’t kill me.” “You see you are in a better humor now,” said Alyosha, smiling. “Um! I love you even without the brandy, but with scoundrels I am a scoundrel. Ivan is not going to Tchermashnya—why is that?
What did he mean by that?” The thought seemed suddenly to clutch at his breathing. “And why did I tell him I was going to Tchermashnya?” They reached Volovya station. Ivan got out of the carriage, and the drivers stood round him bargaining over the journey of twelve versts to Tchermashnya. He told them to harness the horses.
“You might have guessed from the fact of my asking you not to go to Moscow, but to Tchermashnya, that I wanted to have you nearer, for Moscow’s a long way off, and Dmitri Fyodorovitch, knowing you are not far off, would not be so bold. And if anything had happened, you might have come to protect me, too, for I warned you of Grigory Vassilyevitch’s illness, and that I was afraid of having a fit.
“I’m sorry, I can’t. It’s eighty versts to the railway and the train starts for Moscow at seven o’clock to-night. I can only just catch it.” “You’ll catch it to-morrow or the day after, but to-day turn off to Tchermashnya. It won’t put you out much to humor your father! If I hadn’t had something to keep me here, I would have run over myself long ago, for I’ve some business there in a hurry.
Instead of doing so, he flew into a great flutter at the recollection of some important business of his own. “What a fellow you are! Not to tell me yesterday! Never mind; we’ll manage it all the same. Do me a great service, my dear boy. Go to Tchermashnya on the way. It’s only to turn to the left from the station at Volovya, only another twelve versts and you come to Tchermashnya.”
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