whole class: it’s only ten of our fellows who go to see him every day. There’s nothing in that.”
“What I don’t understand in all this is the part that Alexey Karamazov is taking in it. His brother’s going to be tried tomorrow or next day for such a crime, and yet he has so much time to spend on sentimentality with boys.”
“There’s no sentimentality about it. You are going yourself now to make it up with Ilusha.”
“Make it up with him? What an absurd expression! But I allow no one to analyze my actions.”
“And how pleased Ilusha will be to see you! He has no idea that you are coming. Why was it, why was it you wouldn’t come all this time?” Smurov cried with sudden warmth.
“My dear boy, that’s my business, not yours. I am going of myself