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Часть текста: would find some answer to the doubt tormenting him. I hasten to add that his father's shouts, commanding him to return home "with his mattress and pillow" did not frighten him in the least. He understood perfectly that those peremptory shouts were merely "a flourish" to produce an effect. In the same way a tradesman in our town who was celebrating his name-day with a party of friends, getting angry at being refused more vodka, smashed up his own crockery and furniture and tore his own and his wife's clothes, and finally broke his windows, all for the sake of effect. Next day, of course, when he was sober, he regretted the broken cups and saucers. Alyosha knew that his father would let him go back to the monastery next day, possibly even that evening. Moreover, he was fully persuaded that his father might hurt anyone else, but would not hurt him. Alyosha was certain that no one in the whole world ever would want to hurt him, and, what is more, he knew that no one could hurt him. This was for him an axiom, assumed once for all without question, and he went his way without hesitation, relying on it. But at that moment an anxiety of sort disturbed him, and worried him the more because he could not formulate it. It was the fear of a woman, of Katerina Ivanovna, who had so urgently entreated him in the note handed to him by Madame Hohlakov to come and see her about something. This request and the necessity of going had at once aroused an uneasy...

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Часть текста: of a Passionate Heart -- "Heels Up" "NOW," said Alyosha, "I understand the first half." "You understand the first half. That half is a drama, and it was played out there. The second half is a tragedy, and it is being acted here." "And I understand nothing of that second half so far," said Alyosha. "And I? Do you suppose I understand it?" "Stop, Dmitri. There's one important question. Tell me, you were betrothed, betrothed still?" "We weren't betrothed at once, not for three months after that adventure. The next day I told myself that the incident was closed, concluded, that there would be no sequel. It seemed to me caddish to make her an offer. On her side she gave no sign of life for the six weeks that she remained in the town; except, indeed, for one action. The day after her visit the maid-servant slipped round with an envelope addressed to me. I tore it open; it contained the change out of the banknote. Only four thousand five hundred roubles was needed, but there was a discount of about two hundred on changing it. She only sent me about two hundred and sixty. I don't remember exactly, but not a note, not a word of explanation. I searched the packet for a pencil mark n-nothing! Well, I spent the rest of the money on such an orgy that the new major was obliged to reprimand...

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Часть текста: Париж) Все, что написано по-французски, принадлежит, собственно, к французской литературе и потому по-настоящему не должно бы иметь места в русской библиографии. Но мы питаем большую нежность к нашим соотечественникам, на каком бы языке они ни говорили, и никак не хотим уступить их иноземцам. Г-н Кокорев, граф Соллогуб, Наркиз Атрешков, Николай де Жеребцов, инженер-полковник Комаров и другие французские литераторы из русских 1 остаются постоянно близки нашему сердцу не менее тех русских писателей, которые простирают свое презрение к иностранным языкам до того, что Blinde Kuh переводят "слепая корова"... 2 Наш патриотизм так велик, что никакой язык, даже язык статей г. Аполлона Григорьева 3 , не помешает нам тотчас признать нашего соотечественника, где бы мы его ни встретили, не только в Париже, но даже в первом и третьем отделении Санкт-Петербургской Академии наук 4 . Не упрекайте же нас за намерение разбирать в числе русских книг французское сочинение г. Семенова. В отношении к этому автору мы имеем, впрочем, и другие причины, почему обращаем на него внимание. Главная причина та, что нам жаль юный (может, он и старый, но из учтивости всегда говорится -- юный) талант, до сих пор не нашедший себе достойной оценки. Представьте себе, младой российский юноша ощутил вдруг призвание к творчеству и неразлучное с ним стремление к славе. Он горит желанием раскрыть свою душу пред целым миром. Россия, как ни огромно ее протяжение, тесна для него, удивления семидесяти миллионов, говорящих по-русски, мало ему... Он хочет заявить себя пред Европой, он желает поразить блеском своего гения весь образованный мир. И вот он прибегает к...

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Часть текста: -- In Anecdote Chapter 4 The Confession of a Passionate Heart -- In Anecdote "I was leading a wild life then. Father said just now that I spent several thousand roubles in seducing young girls. That's a swinish invention, and there was nothing of the sort. And if there was, I didn't need money simply for that. With me money is an accessory, the overflow of my heart, the framework. To-day she would be my lady, to-morrow a wench out of the streets in her place. I entertained them both. I threw away money by the handful on music, rioting, and Gypsies. Sometimes I gave it to the ladies, too, for they'll take it greedily, that must be admitted, and be pleased and thankful for it. Ladies used to be fond of me: not all of them, but it happened, it happened. But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road -- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt. I am speaking figuratively, brother. In the town I was in, there were no such back-alleys in the literal sense, but morally there were. If you ...

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