Stavrogin and a wretched, half-witted, crippled beggar! When you bit the governor's ear did you feel sensual pleasure?
Did you?
You idle, loafing, little snob.

Did you ?" "You're a psychologist," said Stavrogin, turning paler and paler, "though you're partly mistaken as to the reasons of my marriage.

But who can have given you all this information ?" he asked, smiling, with an effort.

"Was it Kirillov?
But he had nothing to do with it." "You turn pale." "But what is it you want ?" Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch asked, raising his voice at last.

"I've been sitting under your lash for the last half-hour, and you might at least let me go civilly.