And I glanced through the middle as well.

But I was always meaning..." "Ah, never mind, drop it! Damn it!" cried Shatov, waving his hand.

"If you've renounced those words about the people now, how could you have uttered them then ?...

That's what crushes me now." "I wasn't joking with you then; in persuading you I was perhaps more concerned with myself than with you," Stavrogin pronounced enigmatically.
"You weren't joking! In America I was lying for three months on straw beside a hapless creature, and I learnt from him that at the very time when you were sowing the seed of God and the Fatherland in my heart, at that very time, perhaps during those very days, you were infecting the heart of that hapless creature, that maniac Kirillov, with poison...

you confirmed false malignant ideas in him, and brought him to the verge of insanity....