Chapter IV. In The Dark Where was he running? “Where could she be except at Fyodor Pavlovitch’s? She must have run straight to him from Samsonov’s, that was clear now. The whole intrigue, the whole deceit was eviden

Chapter V. A Sudden Resolution She was sitting in the kitchen with her grandmother; they were both just going to bed. Relying on Nazar Ivanovitch, they had not locked themselves in. Mitya ran in, pounced on Fenya and seized her by the throat. “Speak at once! Where is she? With whom is she now, at Mokroe?” he roared

Chapter VI. “I Am Coming, Too!” But Dmitri Fyodorovitch was speeding along the road. It was a little more than twenty versts to Mokroe, but Andrey’s three horses galloped at such a pace that the distance might be covered in an hour and a quarter. The swift motion revived Mitya. The air was fresh and cool, there were

Chapter VII. The First And Rightful Lover With his long, rapid strides, Mitya walked straight up to the table. “Gentlemen,” he said in a loud voice, almost shouting, yet stammering at every word, “I … I’m all right! Don’t be afraid!” he exclaimed, “I

Chapter VIII. Delirium What followed was almost an orgy, a feast to which all were welcome. Grushenka was the first to call for wine. “I want to drink. I want to be quite drunk, as we were before. Do you remember, Mitya, do you remember how we made friends here last time!” Mitya himself was almost delirious, feeling that his happiness was at hand.

Book IX. The Preliminary Investigation