"Ihaveonlyseenheronce," Alyoshaprotestedwiththesameperplexity.
"Oh, sheissuchalofty, incomparablecreature! Ifonlyforhersuffering....Thinkwhatshehasgonethrough, whatsheisenduringnow! Thinkwhatawaitsher! It'sallterrible, terrible!"
"Verywell, Iwillcome," Alyoshadecided, afterrapidlyscanningthebrief, enigmaticnote, whichconsistedofanurgententreatythathewouldcome, withoutanysortofexplanation.
"Oh, howsweetandgenerousthatwouldbeofyou!" criedLisewithsuddenanimation."Itoldmammayou'! I'!"
"Lise!" saidhermotherimpressively, thoughshesmiledaftershehadsaidit.
"Youhavequiteforgottenus, AlexeyFyodorovitch," shesaid; "."
Alyosharaisedhisdowncasteyesandagainflushed, , asmentionedbefore, hadbeenawaitinghisentrancebyLise', thatisofthepeasant, class, ofanarrowoutlook, butatruebeliever, and, inhisownway, , fromObdorsk, fromSaintSylvester, andwasamemberofapoormonastery, .
"Howcanyoupresumetodosuchdeeds?" themonkaskedsuddenly, "healing."
"It'stooearly, ofcourse, , , itisbynopowerbutGod'', Father," headdedtothemonk."It', andIknowthatmydaysarenumbered."
"Oh, no, no! , longtimeyet," criedthelady."Andinwhatwayareyouill? Youlooksowell, sogayandhappy."
"', , andanyonewhoiscompletelyhappyhasarighttosaytohimself, 'IamdoingGod'swillonearth.' Alltherighteous, allthesaints, alltheholymartyrswerehappy."
