The mineral water costs thirty copecks, and she'd need to drink forty bottles perhaps: so I took the prescription and laid it on the shelf under the ikons, and there it lies.And he ordered hot baths for Nina with something dissolved in them, morning and evening.But how can we carry out such a cure in our mansion, without servants, without help, without a bath, and without water? Nina is rheumatic all over, Idon't think I told you that.All her right side aches at night, she is in agony, and, would you believe it, the angel bears it without groaning for fear of waking us.We eat what we can get, and she'll only take the leavings, what you'd scarcely give to a dog.'I am not worth it, I am taking it from you, I am a burden on you,' that's what her angel eyes try to express.We wait on her, but she doesn't like it.'I am a useless cripple, no good to anyone.' As though she were not worth it, when she is the saving of all of us with her angelic sweetness.Without her, without her gentle word it would be hell among us! She softens even Varvara.And don't judge Varvara harshly either, she is an angel too, she, too, has suffered wrong.She came to us for the summer, and she brought sixteen roubles she had earned by lessons and saved up, to go back with to Petersburg in September, that is now.But we took her money and lived on it, so now she has nothing to go back with.Though indeed she couldn't go back, for she has to work for us like a slave.She is like an overdriven horse with all of us on her back.She waits on us all, mends and washes, sweeps the floor, puts mamma to bed.And mamma is capricious and tearful and insane! And now I can get a servant with this money, you understand, Alexey Fyodorovitch, I can get medicines for the dear creatures, I can send my student to Petersburg, I can buy beef, I can feed them properly.Good Lord, but it's a dream!"Alyosha was delighted that he had brought him such happiness and that the poor fellow had consented to be made happy.
"Stay, Alexey Fyodorovitch, stay," the captain began to talk with frenzied rapidity, carried away by a new day-dream."Do you know that Ilusha and I will perhaps really carry out our dream.We will buy a horse and cart, a black horse, he insists on its being black, and we will set off as we pretended the other day.I have an old friend, a lawyer in K.province, and I heard through a trustworthy man that if I were to go he'd give me a place as clerk in his office, so, who knows, maybe he would.So I'd just put mamma and Nina in the cart, and Ilusha could drive, and I'd walk, I'd walk....
Why, if I only succeed in getting one debt paid that's owing me, Ishould have perhaps enough for that too!""There would be enough!" cried Alyosha."Katerina Ivanovna will send you as much more as you need, and you know, I have money too, take what you want, as you would from a brother, from a friend, you can give it back later....(You'll get rich.you'll get rich!) And you know you couldn't have a better idea than to move to another province!
It would be the saving of you, especially of your boy and you ought to go quickly, before the winter, before the cold.You must write to us when you are there, and we will always be brothers...No, it's not a dream!"Alyosha could have hugged him, he was so pleased.But glancing at him he stopped short.The man was standing with his neck outstretched and his lips protruding, with a pale and frenzied face.
His lips were moving as though trying to articulate something; no sound came, but still his lips moved.It was uncanny.
"What is it?" asked Alyosha, startled.
"Alexey Fyodorovitch...I...you," muttered the captain, faltering, looking at him with a strange, wild, fixed stare, and an air of desperate resolution.At the same time there was a sort of grin on his lips."I...you, sir...wouldn't you like me to show you a little trick I know?" he murmured, suddenly, in a firm rapid whisper, his voice no longer faltering.
"What trick?"
"A pretty trick," whispered the captain.His mouth was twisted on the left side, his left eye was screwed up.He still stared at Alyosha.
"What is the matter? What trick?" Alyosha cried, now thoroughly alarmed.
"Why, look," squealed the captain suddenly, and showing him the two notes which he had been holding by one corner between his thumb and forefinger during the conversation, he crumpled them up savagely and squeezed them tight in his right hand."Do you see, do you see?"he shrieked, pale and infuriated.And suddenly flinging up his hand, he threw the crumpled notes on the sand."Do you see?" he shrieked again, pointing to them."Look there!"And with wild fury he began trampling them under his heel, gasping and exclaiming as he did so:
"So much for your money! So much for your money! So much for your money! So much for your money!"Suddenly he darted back and drew himself up before Alyosha, and his whole figure expressed unutterable pride.
"Tell those who sent you that the wisp of tow does not sell his honour," he cried, raising his arm in the air.Then he turned quickly and began to run; but he had not run five steps before he turned completely round and kissed his hand to Alyosha.He ran another five paces and then turned round for the last time.This time his face was not contorted with laughter, but quivering all over with tears.In a tearful, faltering, sobbing voice he cried:
"What should I say to my boy if I took money from you for our shame?"And then he ran on without turning.Alyosha looked after him, inexpressibly grieved.Oh, he saw that till the very last moment the man had not known he would crumple up and fling away the notes.He did not turn back.Alyosha knew he would not.He would not follow him and call him back, he knew why.When he was out of sight, Alyosha picked up the two notes.They were very much crushed and crumpled, and had been pressed into the sand, but were uninjured and even rustled like new ones when Alyosha unfolded them and smoothed them out.
After smoothing them out, he folded them up, put them in his pocket and went to Katerina Ivanovna to report on the success of her commission.
