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Grushenka could not finish saying what she would do.
She hid her eyes in her handkerchief and sobbed violently.
‘He doesn’t love Katerina Ivanovna,’ said Alyosha firmly.
‘Well, whether he loves her or not, I’ll soon find out for
myself,’ said Grushenka, with a menacing note in her voice,
taking the handkerchief from her eyes. Her face was dis-
torted. Alyosha saw sorrowfully that from being mild and
serene, it had become sullen and spiteful.
‘Enough of this foolishness,’ she said suddenly; ‘it’s not
for that I sent for you. Alyosha, darling, to-morrow — what
will happen to-morrow? That’s what worries me! And it’s
only me it worries! I look at everyone and no one is think-
ing of it. No one cares about it. Are you thinking about it
even? To-morrow he’ll be tried, you know. Tell me, how will
he be tried? You know it’s the valet, the valet killed him!
Good heavens! Can they condemn him in place of the valet
and will no one stand up for him? They haven’t troubled the
valet at all, have they?’
‘He’s been severely cross-examined,’ observed Alyosha
thoughtfully; ‘but everyone came to the conclusion it was
not he. Now he is lying very ill. He has been ill ever since
that attack. Really ill,’ added Alyosha.
‘Oh, dear! couldn’t you go to that counsel yourself and
tell him the whole thing by yourself? He’s been brought
from Petersburg for three thousand roubles, they say.’
‘We gave these three thousand together — Ivan, Katerina
Ivanovna and I — but she paid two thousand for the doc-
tor from Moscow herself. The counsel Fetyukovitch would
have charged more, but the case has become known all over

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