The Brothers Karamazov

The Brothers Karamazov
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Dostoyevsky Fyodor. The Brothers Karamazov

Part I

Book I. The History Of A Family

Chapter I. Fyodor Pavlovitch Karamazov

Chapter II. He Gets Rid Of His Eldest Son

Chapter III. The Second Marriage And The Second Family

Chapter IV. The Third Son, Alyosha

Chapter V. Elders

Book II. An Unfortunate Gathering

Chapter I. They Arrive At The Monastery

Chapter II. The Old Buffoon

Chapter III. Peasant Women Who Have Faith

Chapter IV. A Lady Of Little Faith

Chapter V. So Be It! So Be It!

Chapter VI. Why Is Such A Man Alive?

Chapter VII. A Young Man Bent On A Career

Chapter VIII. The Scandalous Scene

Book III. The Sensualists

Chapter I. In The Servants' Quarters

Chapter II. Lizaveta

Chapter III. The Confession Of A Passionate Heart – In Verse

Chapter IV. The Confession Of A Passionate Heart – In Anecdote

Chapter V. The Confession Of A Passionate Heart – "Heels Up"

Chapter VI. Smerdyakov

Chapter VII. The Controversy

Chapter VIII. Over The Brandy

Chapter IX. The Sensualists

Chapter X. Both Together

Chapter XI. Another Reputation Ruined

Part II

Book IV. Lacerations

Chapter I. Father Ferapont

Chapter II. At His Father's

Chapter III. A Meeting With The Schoolboys

Chapter IV. At The Hohlakovs'

Chapter V. A Laceration In The Drawing-Room

Chapter VI. A Laceration In The Cottage

Chapter VII. And In The Open Air

Book V. Pro And Contra

Chapter I. The Engagement

Chapter II. Smerdyakov With A Guitar

Chapter III. The Brothers Make Friends

Chapter IV. Rebellion

Chapter V. The Grand Inquisitor

Chapter VI. For Awhile A Very Obscure One

Chapter VII. “It's Always Worth While Speaking To A Clever Man”

Book VI. The Russian Monk

Chapter I. Father Zossima And His Visitors

Chapter II. The Duel

Chapter III. Conversations And Exhortations Of Father Zossima

Part III

Book VII. Alyosha

Chapter I. The Breath Of Corruption

Chapter II. A Critical Moment

Chapter III. An Onion

Chapter IV. Cana Of Galilee

Book VIII. Mitya

Chapter I. Kuzma Samsonov

Chapter II. Lyagavy

Chapter III. Gold-Mines

Chapter IV. In The Dark

Chapter V. A Sudden Resolution

Chapter VI. “I Am Coming, Too!”

Chapter VII. The First And Rightful Lover

Chapter VIII. Delirium

Book IX. The Preliminary Investigation

Chapter I. The Beginning Of Perhotin's Official Career

Chapter II. The Alarm

Chapter III. The Sufferings Of A Soul, The First Ordeal

Chapter IV. The Second Ordeal

Chapter V. The Third Ordeal

Chapter VI. The Prosecutor Catches Mitya

Chapter VII. Mitya's Great Secret. Received With Hisses

Chapter VIII. The Evidence Of The Witnesses. The Babe

Chapter IX. They Carry Mitya Away

Part IV

Book X. The Boys

Chapter I. Kolya Krassotkin

Chapter II. Children

Chapter III. The Schoolboy

Chapter IV. The Lost Dog

Chapter V. By Ilusha's Bedside

Chapter VI. Precocity

Chapter VII. Ilusha

Book XI. Ivan

Chapter I. At Grushenka's

Chapter II. The Injured Foot

Chapter III. A Little Demon

Chapter IV. A Hymn And A Secret

Chapter V. Not You, Not You!

Chapter VI. The First Interview With Smerdyakov

Chapter VII. The Second Visit To Smerdyakov

Chapter VIII. The Third And Last Interview With Smerdyakov

Chapter IX. The Devil. Ivan's Nightmare

Chapter X. “It Was He Who Said That”

Book XII. A Judicial Error

Chapter I. The Fatal Day

Chapter II. Dangerous Witnesses

Chapter III. The Medical Experts And A Pound Of Nuts

Chapter IV. Fortune Smiles On Mitya

Chapter V. A Sudden Catastrophe

Chapter VI. The Prosecutor's Speech. Sketches Of Character

Chapter VII. An Historical Survey

Chapter VIII. A Treatise On Smerdyakov

Chapter IX. The Galloping Troika. The End Of The Prosecutor's Speech

Chapter X. The Speech For The Defense. An Argument That Cuts Both Ways

Chapter XI. There Was No Money. There Was No Robbery

Chapter XII. And There Was No Murder Either

Chapter XIII. A Corrupter Of Thought

Chapter XIV. The Peasants Stand Firm

Epilogue

Chapter I. Plans For Mitya's Escape

Chapter II. For A Moment The Lie Becomes Truth

Chapter III. Ilusha's Funeral. The Speech At The Stone

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Alexey Fyodorovitch Karamazov was the third son of Fyodor Pavlovitch Karamazov, a land owner well known in our district in his own day, and still remembered among us owing to his gloomy and tragic death, which happened thirteen years ago, and which I shall describe in its proper place. For the present I will only say that this “landowner” – for so we used to call him, although he hardly spent a day of his life on his own estate – was a strange type, yet one pretty frequently to be met with, a type abject and vicious and at the same time senseless. But he was one of those senseless persons who are very well capable of looking after their worldly affairs, and, apparently, after nothing else. Fyodor Pavlovitch, for instance, began with next to nothing; his estate was of the smallest; he ran to dine at other men's tables, and fastened on them as a toady, yet at his death it appeared that he had a hundred thousand roubles in hard cash. At the same time, he was all his life one of the most senseless, fantastical fellows in the whole district. I repeat, it was not stupidity – the majority of these fantastical fellows are shrewd and intelligent enough – but just senselessness, and a peculiar national form of it.

He was married twice, and had three sons, the eldest, Dmitri, by his first wife, and two, Ivan and Alexey, by his second. Fyodor Pavlovitch's first wife, Adelaïda Ivanovna, belonged to a fairly rich and distinguished noble family, also landowners in our district, the Miüsovs. How it came to pass that an heiress, who was also a beauty, and moreover one of those vigorous, intelligent girls, so common in this generation, but sometimes also to be found in the last, could have married such a worthless, puny weakling, as we all called him, I won't attempt to explain. I knew a young lady of the last “romantic” generation who after some years of an enigmatic passion for a gentleman, whom she might quite easily have married at any moment, invented insuperable obstacles to their union, and ended by throwing herself one stormy night into a rather deep and rapid river from a high bank, almost a precipice, and so perished, entirely to satisfy her own caprice, and to be like Shakespeare's Ophelia. Indeed, if this precipice, a chosen and favorite spot of hers, had been less picturesque, if there had been a prosaic flat bank in its place, most likely the suicide would never have taken place. This is a fact, and probably there have been not a few similar instances in the last two or three generations. Adelaïda Ivanovna Miüsov's action was similarly, no doubt, an echo of other people's ideas, and was due to the irritation caused by lack of mental freedom. She wanted, perhaps, to show her feminine independence, to override class distinctions and the despotism of her family. And a pliable imagination persuaded her, we must suppose, for a brief moment, that Fyodor Pavlovitch, in spite of his parasitic position, was one of the bold and ironical spirits of that progressive epoch, though he was, in fact, an ill-natured buffoon and nothing more. What gave the marriage piquancy was that it was preceded by an elopement, and this greatly captivated Adelaïda Ivanovna's fancy. Fyodor Pavlovitch's position at the time made him specially eager for any such enterprise, for he was passionately anxious to make a career in one way or another. To attach himself to a good family and obtain a dowry was an alluring prospect. As for mutual love it did not exist apparently, either in the bride or in him, in spite of Adelaïda Ivanovna's beauty. This was, perhaps, a unique case of the kind in the life of Fyodor Pavlovitch, who was always of a voluptuous temper, and ready to run after any petticoat on the slightest encouragement. She seems to have been the only woman who made no particular appeal to his senses.

.....

He was breathless.

“Mitya! Mitya!” cried Fyodor Pavlovitch hysterically, squeezing out a tear. “And is your father's blessing nothing to you? If I curse you, what then?”

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