"Oh, I can't spare the time.You must excuse me.""Come, you might oblige your father.I shan't forget it.You've no heart, any of you that's what it is! What's a day or two to you? Where are you going now- to Venice? Your Venice will keep another two days.I would have sent Alyosha, but what use is Alyosha in a thing like that? I send you just because you are a clever fellow.Do you suppose I don't see that? You know nothing about timber, but you've got an eye.All that is wanted is to see whether the man is in earnest.I tell you, watch his beard- if his beard shakes you know he is in earnest.""You force me to go to that damned Tchermashnya yourself, then?"cried Ivan, with a malignant smile.
Fyodor Pavlovitch did not catch, or would not catch, the malignancy, but he caught the smile.
"Then you'll go, you'll go? I'll scribble the note for you at once.""I don't know whether I shall go.I don't know.I'll decide on the way.""Nonsense! Decide at once.My dear fellow, decide! If you settle the matter, write me a line; give it to the priest and he'll send it on to me at once.And I won't delay you more than that.You can go to Venice.The priest will give you horses back to Volovya station."The old man was quite delighted.He wrote the note, and sent for the horses.A light lunch was brought in, with brandy.When Fyodor Pavlovitch was pleased, he usually became expansive, but to-day he seemed to restrain himself.Of Dmitri, for instance, he did not say a word.He was quite unmoved by the parting, and seemed, in fact, at a loss for something to say.Ivan noticed this particularly."He must be bored with me," he thought.Only when accompanying his son out on to the steps, the old man began to fuss about.He would have kissed him, but Ivan made haste to hold out his hand, obviously avoiding the kiss.His father saw it at once, and instantly pulled himself up.
"Well, good luck to you, good luck to you!" he repeated from the steps."You'll come again some time or other? Mind you do come.Ishall always be glad to see you.Well, Christ be with you!"Ivan got into the carriage.
"Good-bye, Ivan! Don't be too hard on me!" the father called for the last time.
The whole household came out to take leave- Smerdyakov, Marfa and Grigory.Ivan gave them ten roubles each.When he had seated himself in the carriage, Smerdyakov jumped up to arrange the rug.
"You see...I am going to Tchermashnya," broke suddenly from Ivan.
Again, as the day before, the words seemed to drop of themselves, and he laughed, too, a peculiar, nervous laugh.He remembered it long after.
"It's a true saying then, that 'it's always worth while speaking to a clever man,'" answered Smerdyakov firmly, looking significantly at Ivan.
The carriage rolled away.Nothing was clear in Ivan's soul, but he looked eagerly around him at the fields, at the hills, at the trees, at a flock of geese flying high overhead in the bright sky.And all of a sudden he felt very happy.He tried to talk to the driver, and he felt intensely interested in an answer the peasant made him; but a minute later he realised that he was not catching anything, and that he had not really even taken in the peasant's answer.He was silent, and it was pleasant even so.The air was pure and cool, sky bright.
The images of Alyosha and Katerina Ivanovna floated into his mind.But he softly smiled, blew softly on the friendly phantoms, and they flew away."There's plenty of time for them," he thought.They reached the station quickly, changed horses, and galloped to Volovya "Why is it worth while speaking to a clever man? What did he mean by that?"The thought seemed suddenly to clutch at his breathing."And why did Itell him I was going to Tchermashnya?" They reached Volovya station.
Ivan got out of the carriage, and the drivers stood round him bargaining over the journey of twelve versts to Tchermashnya.He told them to harness the horses.He went into the station house, looked round, glanced at the overseer's wife, and suddenly went back to the entrance.
"I won't go to Tchermashnya.Am I too late to reach the railway by seven, brothers?""We shall just do it.Shall we get the carriage out?""At once.Will any one of you be going to the town to-morrow?""To be sure.Mitri here will."
