“I won’t go to Tchermashnya. Am I too late to reach the railway by seven, brothers?” “We shall just do it. Shall we get the carriage out?” “At once. Will any one of you be going to the town to-morrow?” “To be sure. Mitri here will.” “Can you do me a service, Mitri? Go to my father’s, to Fyodor Pavlovitch Karamazov, and tell him I haven’t gone to Tchermashnya. Can you?” “Of course I can. I’ve known Fyodor Pavlovitch a long time.” “And here’s something for you, for I dare say he won’t give you anything,” said Ivan, laughing gaily. “You may depend on it he won’t.” Mitya laughed too. “Thank you,
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