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CHAPTER7ANDINTHEOPENAIR

"Theairisfresh, , ."

"Itoohavesomethingimportanttosaytoyou," observedAlyosha, "onlyIdon'tknowhowtobegin."

", andthat', bytheway, abouttheboy: Icouldnotexplaintoyouinthere, —'sthenicknametheygivetomybeard, , yourbrotherDmitriFyodorovitchwaspullingmebymybeard, I'ddonenothing, -place; atthatmomenttheboyswerecomingoutofschool, .'Father,' hecried, 'father!' Hecaughtholdofme, huggedme, triedtopullmeaway, cryingtomyassailant, 'Letgo, letgo, it'smyfather, forgivehim!'—yes, heactuallycried 'forgivehim.' Heclutchedatthathand, thatveryhand, inhislittlehandsandkissedit....Irememberhislittlefaceatthatmoment, Ihaven'tforgottenitandInevershall!"

"Iswear," criedAlyosha, "thatmybrotherwillexpresshismostdeepandsincereregret, evenifhehastogodownonhiskneesinthatsamemarketplace....I'llmakehimorheisnobrotherofmine!"

"Aha, thenit'sonlyasuggestion! , inthatcaseallowmetotellyouofyourbrother'shighlychivalroussoldierlygenerosity, : 'Youareanofficer,' hesaid, 'andIamanofficer, , thoughyouareascoundrel.' That'! IretiredwithIlusha, andthatsceneisafamilyrecordimprintedforeveronIlusha', it''vejustbeeninourmansion, whatdidyouseethere? Threeladies, oneacrippleandweak-minded, , dyingtogetbacktoPetersburg, 'tspeakofIlusha, , andifIdie, whatwillbecomeofallofthem? , whatthen? Whatwillbecomeofthem? Andworsestill, ifhedoesn'tkillmebutonlycripplesme: Icouldn'twork, ? MustItakeIlushafromschoolandsendhimtobeginthestreets? That''ssillytalkandnothingelse."

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