He put the twenty-five rouble note in his pocket and he felt ashamed at Alyosha’s seeing it. He had reckoned on receiving his payment later, without Alyosha’s knowing of it, and now, feeling ashamed, he lost his temper. Till that moment he had thought it discreet not to contradict Grushenka too flatly in spite of her snubbing, since he had something to get out of her. But now he, too, was angry:
“One loves people for some reason, but what have either of you done for me?”
“You should love people without a reason, as Alyosha does.”
“How does he love you? How has he shown it, that you make such a fuss about it?”
Grushenka was standing in the middle of the room; she spoke with heat and there were hysterical notes in her voice.
“Hush, Rakitin, you know nothing about us! And don’t dare to speak to me like that again.