Suddenlyshesnatchedhishandandimpulsivelykisseditthreetimes.
"Ah, Lise, whatagoodthing!" criedAlyoshajoyfully."Youknow, Iwasperfectlysureyouwereinearnest."
"Sure? Uponmyword!" Sheputasidehishand, butdidnotleavegoofit, blushinghotly, andlaughingalittlehappylaugh."Ikisshishandandhesays, 'Whatagoodthing!' "
, too, wasgreatlyovercome.
"Ishouldliketopleaseyoualways, Lise, butIdon'tknowhowtodoit,"hemuttered, blushingtoo.
"Alyosha, dear, ? ! Why, that'simpertinence—that'swhatitis."
"Why, wasitwrongofmetofeelsure?" Alyoshaasked, laughingsuddenly.
"Ah, Alyosha, onthecontrary, itwasdelightfullyright," criedLise, lookingtenderlyandhappilyathim.
Alyoshastoodstill, .
"Oh, whatareyoudoing?" .
"Oh, forgivemeifIshouldn't....PerhapsI'mawfullystupid....YousaidIwascold, soIkissedyou....ButIseeitwasstupid."
Liselaughed, andhidherfaceinherhands."Andinthatdress!" , almoststern.
"Alyosha, , andweshallhavealongtimetowait," sheendedsuddenly."Tellmeratherwhyyouwhoaresoclever, sointellectual, soobservant, choosealittleidiot, aninvalidlikeme? Ah, Alyosha, Iamawfullyhappy, forIdon'tdeserveyouabit."
"Youdo, , , —andwhowouldhavemeexceptyou? , you'veknownmefromachildandyou'veagreatmanyqualitiesIhaven'; aboveall, , manythingsalready....Ah, youdon'tknow, butI, too, , andatme, too? , butyouthinklikeamartyr."
"Likeamartyr? How?"
"Yes, Lise, yourquestionjustnow: whetherweweren'tshowingcontemptforthatpoormanbydissectinghissoul—thatwasthequestionofasufferer....Yousee, Idon'tknowhowtoexpressit, ."
