Could you arrange it to-day ?" I felt dreadfully sorry for her.
"That's utterly impossible, and, besides, I should not know at all how to set about it," I began persuading her.

"I'll go to Shatov...." "If you don't arrange it by to-morrow I'll go to her by myself, alone, for Mavriky Nikolaevitch has refused.

I rest all my hopes on you and I've no one else; I spoke stupidly to Shatov....

I'm sure that you are perfectly honest and perhaps ready to do anything for me, only arrange it." I felt a passionate desire to help her in every way.
"This is what I'll do," I said, after a moment's thought.

"I'll go myself to-day and will see her for sure, for sure.