Concerning a horse that went mad, or a fire.
The father gave him a flogging—a rupture between them—I do not consider you my father.
—He sells himself to the men-servants, and for this he is held in general contempt, but
—Finds a pocket-book—the infatuation that possessed him finally on account of his exam.—he nearly yields.
But after this the history of Katya’s disgrace, and then the hellish debauchery with Albert, crime and blasphemy and denouncing himself as accessory to the murder with Kulikov—straight into the abyss. The Monastery.
—Although money concentrates him terribly on a certain firm point and solves all questions, at times the point wavers (poetry and many other things) and he cannot find a way out. This state of wavering forms the novel.
—Strengthening of his will, wounds and burns—feed his pride. He wishes to be ready for anything.
—He made up his mind to make money in an honest way. His hesitation with regard to the pocket-book.
—Since a great many things at times move him sincerely, in a terrible fit of spite and pride he plunges into debauchery.
(This is the chief thing.)