"Giveithim, hithimback, Smurov," , theleft-handedboy, needednotelling, andatoncerevengedhimself; hethrewastone, , thepocketofwhosecoatwasvisiblybulgingwithstones, flunganotherstoneatthegroup; thistimeitflewstraightatAlyoshaandhithimpainfullyontheshoulder.
"Heaimeditatyou, , Karamazov!"theboysshouted, laughing."Come, allthrowathimatonce!" , .
"Whatareyouabout! Aren'tyouashamed? Sixagainstone! Why, you'llkillhim," criedAlyosha.
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"Hebeganfirst!" criedaboyinaredshirtinanangrychildishvoice."Heisabeast, 'ttelltales, buthemustbethrashed."
"Butwhatfor? Isupposeyouteasehim."
"There, hesentastoneinyourbackagain, heknowsyou," criedthechildren."It'syouheisthrowingatnow, , allofyou, athimagain, don'tmiss, Smurov!" andagainafireofstones, andaveryviciousone, ; hescreamed, : "Aha, heisfunking, !"
"Youdon'tknowwhatabeastheis, Karamazov, killingistoogoodforhim," saidtheboyinthejacket, .
"What'swrongwithhim?" askedAlyosha, "isheatell-taleorwhat?"
Theboyslookedatoneanotherasthoughderisively."Areyougoingthatway, toMihailovsky?" thesameboywenton."Catchhimup....Youseehe'sstoppedagain, heiswaitingandlookingatyou."
"Heislookingatyou," theotherboyschimedin.
"Youaskhim, , askhimthat!"
, andtheyathim.
"Don'tgonearhim, he'llhurtyou," criedSmurovinawarningvoice.
"Ishan'taskhimaboutthewispoftow, 'llfindoutfromhimwhyyouhatehimso."
"Findoutthen, findout," criedtheboys, laughing.
Alyoshacrossedthebridgeandwalkeduphillbythefence, straighttowardstheboy.
