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Ippolit reads his necessary explanation, claims no court has rights over a dying boy, and then fails to die on cue. There is no cap in the pistol. The sun comes up anyway. Myshkin receives the whole manifesto as if it were a person. Sitting with someone's conviction that existence is unjust is a real labor. The labor does not give Ippolit a meaning. It gives Myshkin another weight he will not put down.
Key Insight
Being the person someone brings their last speech to is an honor that still has a mass. You can take a despair seriously without becoming its warehouse. Myshkin never learns the second half of that sentence.
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