He'll carry off Katerina Ivanovna, for whom he is languishing, and pocket her dowry of sixty thousand.That's very alluring to start with, for a man of no consequence and a beggar.And, take note, he won't be wronging Mitya, but doing him the greatest service.For Iknow as a fact that Mitya only last week, when he was with some Gipsy girls drunk in a tavern, cried out aloud that he was unworthy of his betrothed, Katya, but that his brother Ivan, he was the man who deserved her.And Katerina Ivanovna will not in the end refuse such a fascinating man as Ivan.She's hesitating between the two of them already.And how has that Ivan won you all, so that you all worship him? He is laughing at you, and enjoying himself at your expense.""How do you know? How can you speak so confidently?" Alyosha asked sharply, frowning.
"Why do you ask, and are frightened at my answer? It shows that you know I'm speaking the truth.""You don't like Ivan.Ivan wouldn't be tempted by money.""Really? And the beauty of Katerina Ivanovna? It's not only the money, though a fortune of sixty thousand is an attraction.""Ivan is above that.He wouldn't make up to anyone for thousands.It is not money, it's not comfort Ivan is seeking.
Perhaps it's suffering he is seeking."
"What wild dream now? Oh, you- aristocrats!""Ah, Misha, he has a stormy spirit.His mind is in bondage.He is haunted by a great, unsolved doubt.He is one of those who don't want millions, but an answer to their questions.""That's plagiarism, Alyosha.You're quoting your elder's phrases.Ah, Ivan has set you a problem!" cried Rakitin, with undisguised malice.His face changed, and his lips twitched."And the problem's a stupid one.It is no good guessing it.Rack your brains- you'll understand it.His article is absurd and ridiculous.
And did you hear his stupid theory just now: if there's no immortality of the soul, then there's no virtue, and everything is lawful.(And by the way, do you remember how your brother Mitya cried out: 'I will remember!') An attractive theory for scoundrels!- (I'm being abusive, that's stupid.) Not for scoundrels, but for pedantic poseurs, 'haunted by profound, unsolved doubts.' He's showing off, and what it all comes to is, 'on the one hand we cannot but admit' and 'on the other it must be confessed!' His whole theory is a fraud! Humanity will find in itself the power to live for virtue even without believing in immortality.It will find it in love for *******, for equality, for fraternity."Rakitin could hardly restrain himself in his heat, but, suddenly, as though remembering something, he stopped short.
"Well, that's enough," he said, with a still more crooked smile.
"Why are you laughing? Do you think I'm a vulgar fool?""No, I never dreamed of thinking you a vulgar fool.You are clever but...never mind, I was silly to smile.I understand your getting hot about it, Misha.I guess from your warmth that you are not indifferent to Katerina Ivanovna yourself; I've suspected that for a long time, brother, that's why you don't like my brother Ivan.Are you jealous of him?""And jealous of her money, too? Won't you add that?""I'll say nothing about money.I am not going to insult you.""I believe it, since you say so, but confound you, and your brother Ivan with you.Don't you understand that one might very well dislike him, apart from Katerina Ivanovna.And why the devil should I like him? He condescends to abuse me, you know.Why haven't I a right to abuse him?""I never heard of his saying anything about you, good or bad.He doesn't speak of you at all.""But I heard that the day before yesterday at Katerina Ivanovna's he was abusing me for all he was worth- you see what an interest he takes in your humble servant.And which is the jealous one after that, brother, I can't say.He was so good as to express the opinion that, if I don't go in for the career of an archimandrite in the immediate future and don't become a monk, I shall be sure to go to Petersburg and get on to some solid magazine as a reviewer, that Ishall write for the next ten years, and in the end become the owner of the magazine, and bring it out on the liberal and atheistic side, with a socialistic tinge, with a tiny gloss of socialism, but keeping a sharp lookout all the time, that is, keeping in with both sides and hoodwinking the fools.According to your brother's account, the tinge of socialism won't hinder me from laying by the proceeds and investing them under the guidance of some Jew, till at the end of my career I build a great house in Petersburg and move my publishing offices to it, and let out the upper stories to lodgers.He has even chosen the place for it, near the new stone bridge across the Neva, which they say is to be built in Petersburg.""Ah, Misha, that's just what will really happen, every word of it," cried Alyosha, unable to restrain a good-humoured smile.