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Chapter 10

           

           “Oh!whatoneartharewetodowithhim?”criedLizabethaProkofievna.Shehastenedtohimandpressedhisheadagainstherbosom,whilehesobbedconvulsively.

           “Come,come,come!There,youmustnotcry,thatwilldo.Youareagoodchild!Godwillforgiveyou,becauseyouknewnobetter.Comenow,beaman!Youknowpresentlyyouwillbeashamed.”

           Hippolyteraisedhisheadwithaneffort,saying:

           “Ihavelittlebrothersandsisters,overthere,pooravidinnocent.Shewillcorruptthem!Youareasaint!Youareachildyourselfsavethem!Snatchthemfromthat...sheis...itisshameful!Oh!helpthem!Godwillrepayyouahundredfold.FortheloveofGod,fortheloveofChrist!”

           “Speak,IvanFedorovitch!Whatarewetodo?”criedLizabethaProkofievna,irritably.“Pleasebreakyourmajesticsilence!Itellyou,ifyoucannotcometosomedecision,Iwillstayhereallnightmyself.Youhavetyrannizedovermeenough,youautocrat!”

           Shespokeangrily,andingreatexcitement,andexpectedanimmediatereply.Butinsuchacase,nomatterhowmanyarepresent,allprefertokeepsilence:noonewilltaketheinitiative,butallreservetheircommentstillafterwards.ThereweresomepresentVarvaraArdalionovna,forinstancewhowouldhavewillinglysattheretillmorningwithoutsayingaword.Varvarahadsatapartalltheeveningwithoutopeningherlips,butshelistenedtoeverythingwiththeclosestattention;perhapsshehadherreasonsforsodoing.

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