I don't want to defend her; but what God has joined, how can you put asunder ?" "Our convictions on that subject are too different, Lisaveta Mihalovna," Lavretsky observed, rather sharply; "we cannot understand one another." Lisa grew paler: her whole frame was trembling slightly; but she was not silenced.
"You must forgive," she murmured softly, "if you wish to be forgiven." "Forgive!" broke in Lavretsky.

"Ought you not first to know whom you are interceding for?
Forgive that woman, take her back into my home, that empty, heartless creature! And who told you she wants to return to me?
She is perfectly contented with her position, I can assure you...

But what a subject to discuss here! Her name ought never to be uttered by you.

You are too pure, you are not capable of understanding such a creature.
"Why abuse her ?" Lisa articulated with an effort.

The trembling of her hands was perceptible now.