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, yevna will be found at page 28l. This
Is a madhouse." she cried. The men
we're bidding for Nastasya Filippovna.
/ whose reputation was somewhat sullied.
| Anybody who doubts the asseveration
, Of Lizaveta Prokofyevna must read the
ninth chapter OF Part IL. OF this story.
Other chapters are strong In their
Indications Of abnormal conditions.
Those two eyes. the same two eyes,
met his own. The man hidden In the
niche had already moved one step from
It. For one second they stood facing
one another and almost touching. sud
denly Myshkin seized him by the shout
ders and turned him toward the stair
case. nearer to the light. he wanted to
see his face more clearly. Rogozhins
eyes flashed and q smile OF fury con-
torted his face. His right hand was
raised and something cleaned In II.
, Myshkin did not think OF checking it.
Then suddenly something seemed
| torn asunder before him; his soul was
flooded with intense inner light The
moment lasted perhaps half o second,
yet he clearly and consciously remem-
bered the beginning. the first sound of
the fearful scream which broke of Itself
from his breast and which he could not
have checked by any effort. Then his
consciousness was instantly extin-
, guished and complete darkness fol-
lowed"
hoGozhins dagger had not struck
! Myshkin. The Prince had fallen under
his infirmity. This is left in no doubt
III was an epleptic fit. the first he had
mad for a long time. II is we'll known
; that epileptic fits come on quite sud
denly At the moment the face Is hor-
! ribly distorted. especially the eyes The
whole body and the features OF the face
/ work with convulsive Jerks and con-
| tortions. terrible. indescrlba BILE
scream that Is unlike anything else
| breaks from the sufferer. In that
scream everything human seems OBJ
liberated. and II Is impossible. or very
difiicult. for an observer to realize and
admit that II Is the man himself scream.
Ing. Ii seems Indeed AZ though II were
some one else screaming from within
the man." That il how the Prince at
the cost OF "A sharp visitation Of his
, inhrmity. escaped the dagger OF Rogo-
zhin That is how epilepsy strikes It's
victim. The clear and unsparing patho-
logical statement prolongs the shudder
here. Ii Is difficult to remember In
/ reading the pathological statement tina,
the Prince was lucky.
| Yevgeny Pavlovitch expressed his
opinion of the Prince. He expressed ii
to the Prince himself, and il has the
sound Of bold sincerity. We are In
clined to agree with il. Yevgeny Paw
lovitch said Il don't agree. and in
fact I'm indignant when somebody calls
you-well--an idiot. You're too clever
to be called that. But you're so strange
that you're not like other peopie-you
must admit that yourself. I've made up
my mind that what's at the bottom of
all that's happened Is your innate mex
q perience ana your extraordinary simple
heartedness, and then the phenomenal
lack of all feeling for proportion in you,
and finally the huge mass of Intellectual
convictions which YOU, with your ex-
traordinary honesty. have hitherto taken
Tor real. innate, intuItive convictions"
This analyst also mentioned the Princes
nerves. his epilepsy. and the st. Peters
burg thaw. He was thorough.
II Nastasya Filippovna could have
/ been spared We should have been graft
hed. She was an unconscionable time
in asserting TO wedding day. Her
public cry on that day. Save me,
Take me away" was unhappily too
late. The ominous impression is strong
where il is re.ated: "Rogo2hin seized
her in his arms and most carried her
to the carriage. Then in a fash he
pulled out 100 ruble note and gave
IT 10 the driver. TO the railway sta
lion, and If you catch the train there's
another 100 for you And he leaped
into the carriage after Nastasya Flip
! "a q nd nl h.
man did not hesitate for one moment
and whipped up his horses" The in
sane Rogozhin could not he headed off.
II is amply pitiful. AT the same time
II is abundantly amusing