VI Precocity “What do you think the doctor will say to him?” Kolya asked quickly. “What a repulsive mug, though, hasn’t he? I can’t endure medicine!” “Ilusha is dying. I think that’s certain,” answered Alyosha, mournfully. “They are rogues! Medicine’s a fraud! I am glad to have made your acquaintance, though, Karamazov. I wanted to know you for a long time. I am only sorry we meet in such sad circumstances.” Kolya had a great inclination to say something even warmer and more demo…
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