PART IV
4. CHAPTER IV
 (continued)
"They all stammer, don't they?" 
"Yes. . . . He stammers and he's lame. And his wife, too. . . . It's
 not exactly that she stammers, but she can't speak plainly. She is a
 very kind woman. And he used to be a house serf. And there are seven
 children . . . and it's only the eldest one that stammers and the
 others are simply ill . . . but they don't stammer. . . . But where
 did you hear about them?" she added with some surprise. 
"Your father told me, then. He told me all about you. . . . And how
 you went out at six o'clock and came back at nine and how Katerina
 Ivanovna knelt down by your bed." 
Sonia was confused. 
"I fancied I saw him to-day," she whispered hesitatingly. 
"Whom?" 
"Father. I was walking in the street, out there at the corner, about
 ten o'clock and he seemed to be walking in front. It looked just like
 him. I wanted to go to Katerina Ivanovna. . . ." 
"You were walking in the streets?" 
"Yes," Sonia whispered abruptly, again overcome with confusion and
 looking down. 
"Katerina Ivanovna used to beat you, I dare say?" 
"Oh no, what are you saying? No!" Sonia looked at him almost with
 dismay. 
"You love her, then?" 
"Love her? Of course!" said Sonia with plaintive emphasis, and she
 clasped her hands in distress. "Ah, you don't. . . . If you only knew!
 You see, she is quite like a child. . . . Her mind is quite unhinged,
 you see . . . from sorrow. And how clever she used to be . . . how
 generous . . . how kind! Ah, you don't understand, you don't
 understand!" 
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