Forgive me, Natalya Nikolaevna, for breaking my word.
But the present position is more important than any promise, you will realize that yourself. . . . Do you know, Alyosha, that I found Natalya Nikolaevna in such agonies of distress that it was plain what a hell you had made of these four days for her, which should, one would have thought, have been the happiest in her life.
Such conduct on one side, and on the other – words, words, words ... am I not right?
And you can blame me when it’s entirely your own fault?”
Prince Valkovsky finished.
He was really carried away by his own eloquence and could not conceal his triumph from us.
When Alyosha heard of Natasha’s distress he looked at her with painful anxiety, but Natasha had already come to a decision.
“Never mind, Alyosha, don’t be unhappy,” she said. “Others are more to blame than you.
Sit down and listen to what I have to say to your father.
It’s time to make an end of it!”
“Explain yourself, Natalya Nikolaevna!” cried the prince. “I beg you most earnestly!
For the last two hours I have been listening to these mysterious hints.
It is becoming intolerable, and I must admit I didn’t expect such a welcome here.”
“Perhaps; because you expected so to fascinate us with words that we should not notice your secret intentions.
What is there to explain to you?
You know it all and understand it all yourself.
Alyosha is right.
Your first desire is to separate us.
You knew beforehand, almost by heart, everything that would happen here, after last Tuesday, and you were reckoning on it all.
I have told you already that you don’t take me seriously, nor the marriage you have planned.
You are making fun of us, you are playing, and you have your own objects.
Your game is a safe one.
Alyosha was right when he reproached you for looking on all this as a farce.
You ought, on the contrary, to be delighted and not scold Alyosha, for without knowing anything about it he has done all that you expected of him, and perhaps even more.”
I was petrified with astonishment, I had expected some catastrophe that evening.
But I was utterly astounded at Natasha’s ruthless plain speaking and her frankly contemptuous tone.
Then she really must know something, I thought, and has irrevocably determined upon a rupture.
Perhaps she had been impatiently expecting the prince in order to tell him everything to his face.
Prince Valkovsky turned a little pale.
Alyosha’s face betrayed naive alarm and agonizing expectation.
“Think what you have just accused me of,” cried the prince, “and consider your words a little ... I can make nothing of it!”
“Ah!
So you don’t care to understand at a word,” said Natasha. “Even he, even Alyosha, understood you as I did, and we are not in any agreement about it. We have not even seen each other!
He, too, fancied that you were playing an ignoble and insulting game with us, and he loves you and believes in you as though you were a god.
You haven’t thought it necessary to be cautious and hypocritical enough with him, you reckoned that he would not see through you.
But he has a tender, sensitive, impressionable heart, and your words, your tone, as he says, have left a trace in his heart . . .”
“I don’t understand a word of it, not a word of it,” repeated Prince Valkovsky, turning to me with an air of the utmost perplexity, as though he were calling me to witness.
He was hot and angry.
“You are suspicious, you are agitated,” he went on, addressing her.
“The fact is you are jealous of Katerina Fyodorovna, and so you’re ready to find fault with everyone, and me especially ... and, allow me to say, you give one a strange idea of your character. ... I am not accustomed to such scenes. I would not remain here another moment if it were not for my son’s interests. I am still waiting. Will you condescend to explain?”
“So you still persist and will not understand though you know all this by heart.
Do you really want me to speak out?
“That is all I am anxious for.”
“Very well then, listen,” cried Natasha, her eyes flashing with anger.
“I’ll tell you everything, everything.”
Chapter III
SHE got up and began to speak standing, unconscious of doing so in her excitement.
After listening for a time, Prince Valkovsky too, stood up.
The whole scene became quite solemn.
“Remember your own words on Tuesday.” Natasha began.