"Oh, whileIthinkofit, Ihavealetterforyou," saidAlyoshatimidly, andhetookLise'.
"Ah, fromthatlittledemon!" helaughedmaliciously, and, withoutopeningtheenvelope, .
"She'snotsixteenyet, Ibelieve, andalreadyofferingherself," hesaidcontemptuously, stridingalongthestreetagain.
"Howdoyoumean, offeringherself?" exclaimedAlyosha.
"Aswantonwomenofferthemselves, tobesure."
"Howcanyou, Ivan, howcanyou?" Alyoshacriedwarmly, inagrievedvoice."Sheisachild; youareinsultingachild! Sheisill; sheisveryill, , too, perhaps....Ihadhopedtohearsomethingfromyou...thatwouldsaveher."
"You', '."
Theyweresilentagainforamoment.
"ShewillbeprayingallnightnowtotheMotherofGodtoshowherhowtoactto-morrowatthetrial," hesaidsharplyandangrilyagain.
"You...youmeanKaterinaIvanovna?"
"'''tmakeuphermindforherself, , ."
"KaterinaIvanovnalovesyou, brother," saidAlyoshasadly.
"Perhaps; butIamnotverykeenonher."
"...sometimessaythingstoherthatgiveherhope?" Alyoshawenton, withtimidreproach."Iknowthatyou'," headded.
"Ican'tbehavetoherasIought—breakoffaltogetherandtellhersostraightout," saidIvan, irritably.", shewillavengeherselfonmebyruiningthatscoundrelto-morrowatthetrial, 'sallalie—lieuponlie! AslongasIdon'tbreakoffwithher, shegoesonhoping, andshewon'truinthatmonster, !"
Thewords "murderer" and "monster" echoedpainfullyinAlyosha'sheart.
"ButhowcansheruinMitya?" heasked, ponderingonIvan'swords."WhatevidencecanshegivethatwouldruinMitya?"
