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know  already!  You  are  pure,  but  you’ve  been  down  into
       the depths.... I’ve been watching you a long time. You’re a
       Karamazov yourself; you’re a thorough Karamazov — no
       doubt  birth  and  selection  have  something  to  answer  for.
       You’re a sensualist from your father, a crazy saint from your
       mother. Why do you tremble? Is it true, then? Do you know,
       Grushenka has been begging me to bring you along. ‘I’ll
       pull off his cassock,’ she says. You can’t think how she keeps
       begging me to bring you. I wondered why she took such an
       interest in you. Do you know, she’s an extraordinary wom-
       an, too!’
         ‘Thank her and say I’m not coming,’ said Alyosha, with a
       strained smile. ‘Finish what you were saying, Misha. I’ll tell
       you. my idea after.’
         ‘There’s nothing to finish. It’s all clear. It’s the same old
       tune,  brother.  If  even  you  are  a  sensualist  at  heart,  what
       of your brother, Ivan? He’s a Karamazov, too. What is at
       the root of all you Karamazovs is that you’re all sensual,
       grasping and crazy! Your brother Ivan writes theological
       articles in joke, for some idiotic, unknown motive of his
       own, though he’s an atheist, and he admits it’s a fraud him-
       self — that’s your brother Ivan. He’s trying to get Mitya’s
       betrothed for himself, and I fancy he’ll succeed, too. And
       what’s more, it’s with Mitya’s consent. For Mitya will sur-
       render his betrothed to him to be rid of her, and escape to
       Grushenka. And he’s ready to do that in spite of all his nobil-
       ity and disinterestedness. Observe that. Those are the most
       fatal people! Who the devil can make you out? He recognis-
       es his vileness and goes on with it! Let me tell you, too, the

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