If this is true, if Russia and her justice are such, she may go forward with good cheer! Do not try to scare us with your frenzied troikas from which all the nations stand aside in disgust.Not a runaway troika, but the stately chariot of Russia will move calmly and majestically to its goal.In your hands is the fate of my client, in your hands is the fate of Russian justice.You will defend it, you will save it, you will prove that there are men to watch over it, that it is in good hands!"Chapter 14

The Peasants Stand FirmTHIS was how Fetyukovitch concluded his speech, and the enthusiasm of the audience burst like an irresistible storm.It was out of the question to stop it: the women wept, many of the men wept too, even two important personages shed tears.The President submitted, and even postponed ringing his bell.The suppression of such an enthusiasm would be the suppression of something sacred, as the ladies cried afterwards.The orator himself was genuinely touched.

And it was at this moment that Ippolit Kirillovitch got up to make certain objections.People looked at him with hatred."What? What's the meaning of it? He positively dares to make objections," the ladies babbled.But if the whole world of ladies, including his wife, had protested he could not have been stopped at that moment.He was pale, he was shaking with emotion, his first phrases were even unintelligible, he gasped for breath, could hardly speak clearly, lost the thread.But he soon recovered himself.Of this new speech of his Iwill quote only a few sentences.

"...I am reproached with having woven a romance.But what is this defence if not one romance on the top of another? All that was lacking was poetry.Fyodor Pavlovitch, while waiting for his mistress, tears open the envelope and throws it on the floor.We are even told what he said while engaged in this strange act.Is not this a flight of fancy?

And what proof have we that he had taken out the money? Who heard what he said? The weak-minded idiot, Smerdyakov, transformed into a Byronic hero, avenging society for his illegitimate birth- isn't this a romance in the Byronic style? And the son who breaks into his father's house and murders him without murdering him is not even a romance-this is a sphinx setting us a riddle which he cannot solve himself.If he murdered him, he murdered him, and what's the meaning of his murdering him without having murdered him- who can make head or tail of this?

"Then we are admonished that our tribune is a tribune of true and sound ideas and from this tribune of 'sound ideas' is heard a solemn declaration that to call the murder of a father 'parricide'