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rapidly, and she ran out of the room.
              ‘And you could refuse to forgive her when she begged
           your forgiveness herself?’ Mitya exclaimed bitterly again.
              ‘Mitya, don’t dare to blame her; you have no right to!’
           Alyosha cried hotly.
              ‘Her proud lips spoke, not her heart,’ Grushenka brought
            out in a tone of disgust. ‘If she saves you I’ll forgive her ev-
            erything-.’
              She stopped speaking, as though suppressing something.
           She could not yet recover herself. She had come in, as ap-
           peared afterwards, accidentally, with no suspicion of what
            she would meet.
              ‘Alyosha, run after her!’ Mitya cried to his brother; ‘tell
           her... I don’t know... don’t let her go away like this!’
              ‘I’ll  come  to  you  again  at  nightfall,’  said  Alyosha,  and
           he  ran  after  Katya.  He  overtook  her  outside  the  hospital
            grounds. She walking fast, but as soon as Alyosha caught
           her up she said quickly:
              ‘No, before that woman I can’t punish myself! I asked
           her forgiveness because I wanted to punish myself to the
            bitter end. She would not forgive me.... I like her for that!’
            she added, in an unnatural voice, and her eyes flashed with
           fierce resentment.
              ‘My brother did not expect this in the least,’ muttered
           Alyosha. ‘He was sure she would not come-.’
              ‘No doubt. Let us leave that,’ she snapped. ‘Listen: I can’t
            go with you to the funeral now. I’ve sent them flowers. I
           think they still have money. If necessary, tell them I’ll never
            abandon them.... Now leave me, leave me, please. You are

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