, andspokewithexcitement; whenhehadfinished, hesuddenlysmiled.
Alyoshahadlistenedinsilence; towardstheendhewasgreatlymovedandseemedseveraltimesonthepointofinterrupting, .
"But...that'sabsurd!" hecried, flushing."YourpoemisinpraiseofJesus, notinblameofHim—? Isthatthewaytounderstandit? That'snottheideaofitintheOrthodoxChurch....That'sRome, andnoteventhewholeofRome, it'sfalse—thosearetheworstoftheCatholics, theInquisitors, theJesuits!...? Whoarethesekeepersofthemysterywhohavetakensomecurseuponthemselvesforthehappinessofmankind? Whenhavetheybeenseen? WeknowtheJesuits, theyarespokenillof, butsurelytheyarenotwhatyoudescribe? Theyarenotthatatall, notatall....TheyaresimplytheRomisharmyfortheearthlysovereigntyoftheworldinthefuture, withthePontiffofRomeforEmperor...that'stheirideal, butthere'snosortofmysteryorloftymelancholyaboutit....It'ssimplelustofpower, offilthyearthlygain, ofdomination—somethinglikeauniversalserfdomwiththemasmasters—that''."
"Stay, stay," laughedIvan, "howhotyouare! Afantasyyousay, letitbeso! Ofcourseit': doyoureallythinkthattheRomanCatholicmovementofthelastcenturiesisactuallynothingbutthelustofpower, offilthyearthlygain? IsthatFatherPa?ssy'steaching?"
"No, no, onthecontrary, FatherPa?ssydidoncesaysomethingratherthesameasyou...butofcourseit'snotthesame, notabitthesame," Alyoshahastilycorrectedhimself.
