Why stain her bridal dress with my blood?
Perhaps I shall not shoot myself at all, either now or later." "I suppose you want to comfort me by saying that ?" "You?
What would the blood of one more mean to you ?" He turned pale and his eyes gleamed.

A minute of silence followed.
"Excuse me for the questions I've asked you," Stavrogin began again; "some of them I had no business to ask you, but one of them I think I have every right to put to you.

Tell me, what facts have led you to form a conclusion as to my feelings for Lizaveta Nikolaevna?
I mean to a conviction of a degree of feeling on my part as would justify your coming here...

and risking such a proposal." "What ?" Mavriky Nikolaevitch positively started.

"Haven't you been trying to win her?
Aren't you trying to win her, and don't you want to win her ?" "Generally speaking, I can't speak of my feeling for this woman or that to a third person or to anyone except the woman herself.