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impossibly absurd! A man of property like Evgenie to give
       IOU’s to a money-lender, and to be worried about them!
       It is ridiculous. Besides, he cannot possibly be on such in-
       timate  terms  with  Nastasia  Philipovna  as  she  gave  us  to
       understand; that’s the principal part of the mystery! He has
       given me his word that he knows nothing whatever about
       the matter, and of course I believe him. Well, the question
       is, my dear prince, do you know anything about it? Has any
       sort of suspicion of the meaning of it come across you?’
         ‘No, I know nothing whatever about it. I assure you I had
       nothing at all to do with it.’
         ‘Oh, prince, how strange you have become! I assure you,
       I hardly know you for your old self. How can you suppose
       that I ever suggested you could have had a finger in such a
       business? But you are not quite yourself today, I can see.’ He
       embraced the prince, and kissed him.
         ‘What do you mean, though,’ asked Muishkin, ‘by such
       a business’? I don’t see any particular ‘business’ about it at
       all!’
         ‘Oh, undoubtedly, this person wished somehow, and for
       some reason, to do Evgenie Pavlovitch a bad turn, by attrib-
       uting to him—before witnesses—qualities which he neither
       has nor can have,’ replied Prince S. drily enough.
          Muiskhin  looked  disturbed,  but  continued  to  gaze  in-
       tently  and  questioningly  into  Prince  S.’s  face.  The  latter,
       however, remained silent.
         ‘Then it was not simply a matter of bills?’ Muishkin said
       at last, with some impatience. ‘It was not as she said?’
         ‘But I ask you, my dear sir, how can there be anything in

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