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“I Am Coming, Too!” But Dmitri Fyodorovitch was speeding along the road. It was a little more than twenty versts to Mokroe, but Andrey's three horses galloped at such a pace that the distance mi…
With his long, rapid strides, Mitya walked straight up to the table. “Gentlemen,” he said in a loud voice, almost shouting, yet stammering at every word, “I ... I'm all right! Don't be afr…
What followed was almost an orgy, a feast to which all were welcome. Grushenka was the first to call for wine. “I want to drink. I want to be quite drunk, as we were before. Do you remember, Mitya, d…
Pyotr Ilyitch Perhotin, whom we left knocking at the strong locked gates of the widow Morozov's house, ended, of course, by making himself heard. Fenya, who was still excited by the fright she h…
Our police captain, Mihail Makarovitch Makarov, a retired lieutenant-colonel, was a widower and an excellent man. He had only come to us three years previously, but had won general esteem, chiefly be…
And so Mitya sat looking wildly at the people round him, not understanding what was said to him. Suddenly he got up, flung up his hands, and shouted aloud: “I'm not guilty! I'm not guilty o…
“You don't know how you encourage us, Dmitri Fyodorovitch, by your readiness to answer,” said Nikolay Parfenovitch, with an animated air, and obvious satisfaction beaming in his very prominent,…
Though Mitya spoke sullenly, it was evident that he was trying more than ever not to forget or miss a single detail of his story. He told them how he had leapt over the fence into his father's g…
Something utterly unexpected and amazing to Mitya followed. He could never, even a minute before, have conceived that any one could behave like that to him, Mitya Karamazov. What was worst of all, th…
“Gentlemen,” he began, still in the same agitation, “I want to make a full confession: that money was my own .” The lawyers' faces lengthened. That was not at all what they expected. “How do y…
