“No, don’t tell him so on any account,” cried Katya in alarm. “I will come, but don’t tell him beforehand, for perhaps I may go, but not go in. … I don’t know yet—”
Her voice failed her. She gasped for breath. Alyosha got up to go.
“And what if I meet anyone?” she said suddenly, in a low voice, turning white again.
“That’s just why you must go now, to avoid meeting anyone. There will be no one there, I can tell you that for certain. We will expect you,” he concluded emphatically, and went out of the room.