"Whatdoyouthinkthedoctorwillsaytohim?" Kolyaaskedquickly."Whatarepulsivemug, though, hasn'the? Ican'tenduremedicine!"
"'scertain," answeredAlyosha, mournfully.
"Theyarerogues! Medicine'safraud! Iamgladtohavemadeyouracquaintance, though, ."
Kolyahadagreatinclinationtosaysomethingevenwarmerandmoredemonstrative, , smiled, andpressedhishand.
"I'velonglearnedtorespectyouasarareperson," Kolyamutteredagain, falteringanduncertain.", but...thathasn'....It'salwayssowithcharacterslikeyours."
"Whatdoyoumeanbymystic? Curemeofwhat?" Alyoshawasratherastonished.
"Oh, Godandalltherestofit."
"What, don'tyoubelieveinGod?"
"Oh, I', Godisonlyahypothesis, but...IadmitthatHeisneeded...fortheorderoftheuniverseandallthat...andthatiftherewerenoGodHewouldhavetobeinvented," addedKolya, "grownup." "Ihaven'ttheslightestdesiretoshowoffmyknowledgetohim," .
"ImustconfessIcan'tendureenteringonsuchdiscussions," hesaidwithafinalair."It'spossibleforonewhodoesn'tbelieveinGodtolovemankind, don'tyouthinkso? Voltairedidn'tbelieveinGodandlovedmankind?" ("Iamatitagain," hethoughttohimself.)
"VoltairebelievedinGod, thoughnotverymuch, Ithink, andIdon'tthinkhelovedmankindverymucheither," saidAlyoshaquietly, gently, andquitenaturally, asthoughheweretalkingtosomeoneofhisownage, ', littleKolya, tosettle.
"HaveyoureadVoltaire?" Alyoshafinished.
"No, nottosayread....ButI'vereadCandideintheRussiantranslation...inanabsurd, grotesque, oldtranslation...(Atitagain! again!)"
"Anddidyouunderstandit?"
