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-- Well, jealousy, and not one only jealousy.-- Disputes because of money?
-- Well, and because of money.
-- It seems, dispute was in three thousand, as if not it to you on To the inheritance.
-- What three! It is more, more, - Mitja, - more than six was threw up, it is more
Ten can be. I spoke to all, all shouted! But I was decided, and To be, reconcile on three thousand. These were badly necessary to me three
Thousand... So that that package with three thousand which, I knew, at it under
The pillow, prepared for Grushenki, I considered resolutely as though at me Stolen, here that, misters, considered as the, it is equal as it The property...
The public prosecutor has considerably exchanged glances with the inspector and has had time to blink imperceptibly
To it.
-- We to this subject still will come back, - the inspector has spoken immediately,
-- You will allow us to note and write down now this it: that You counted this money, in that envelope, as though for the property.
-- Write, misters, I after all understand that it besides on me the proof, but
I am not afraid of proofs and itself I speak on myself. Hear, itself! See, misters, you,
It seems, accept me absolutely for other person, than I am, - have added It it is suddenly gloomy and sad. - with you the noble person speaks, The noblest person, main - of it do not lose sight - the person, Done a chasm of meanness, but always were and remaining the noblest Being as a being, inside, in depth, well, in a word, I am not able To be expressed... That also suffered all life that thirsted nobleness, Was so-tell the sufferer of nobleness and its selector with a lantern, with
Diogenovym lantern, and meanwhile all life did one only dirty tricks, as well as
All of us, misters... That is, as I one, misters, not everything, but I one, I
Was mistaken, one, one!. Misters, the head is ill me, - sufferingly It has frowned, - see, misters, I did not like its exterior, something Disgraceful, it and violation of any relic, a sneer and unbelief, Disgustingly, disgustingly? But now, when he has died, I think differently.
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