“Ach, Vanka’s gone to Petersburg;
I won’t wait till he comes back.”

“If I am like you in my way of thinking, it’s all to my credit,” the gentleman declared, with delicacy and dignity.

“Brother,” Alyosha interposed, “restrain yourself. It was not you murdered him. It’s not true!”

Everybody was excited at the presence of the celebrated lawyer, Fetyukovitch.

Grigory looked blankly at the questioner, and after a brief silence muttered, “There was saffron in it.”

“He spoke to me once of his hatred for our father and his fear that at an extreme moment ... at a moment of fury, he might perhaps murder him.”

He turned to the prosecutor and the counsel for the defense to invite them to examine the witness, if necessary, when Ivan suddenly asked in an exhausted voice:

“Perhaps people will cry out against me that I am morbid, hysterical, that it is a monstrous slander, that I am exaggerating.

Then the prosecutor went on to describe how the idea of murdering his father had entered the prisoner’s head, and illustrated his theory with facts.

“Then followed the document, the prisoner’s letter written two days before the crime, and containing a complete program of the murder.

“We proceeded to search him. The search angered, but encouraged him, the whole three thousand had not been found on him, only half of it.

“The prisoner, running away in the garden in the dark, climbed over the fence, was seized by the servant, and knocked him down with a brass pestle.

“But I shall be asked: What about the envelope on the floor? Yes, it’s worth saying a word or two about that envelope.

“It’s true, indeed, Smerdyakov is accused only by the prisoner, his two brothers, and Madame Svyetlov.

“ ‘Fathers, provoke not your children to wrath,’ the apostle writes, from a heart glowing with love.

Then the prisoner was allowed to speak. Mitya stood up, but said very little. He was fearfully exhausted, physically and mentally.

“Have pity on me!” Katya said, with bitter reproach, and she burst into tears.

“Ivan has a strong constitution, and I, too, believe there’s every hope that he will get well,” Alyosha observed anxiously.

The boys, seeing that the father would not leave the coffin and that it was time to carry it out, stood round it in a close circle and began to lift it up.

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