On Judging
Mitia, a boy of ten
Iliusha, a boy of nine
Sonia, a girl of six
Mitia
I told Peter Semenovich we could get used to wearing no clothes at all. And he said, “That is impossible.” Then I told him Michael Ivanovich said that just as we have managed to get our bare faces used to the cold, we could do the same with our whole body. Peter Semenovich said, “Your Michael Ivanovich is a fool.” He laughs. And Michael Ivanovich said to me only yesterday, “Peter Semenovich is talking a lot of nonsense. But, of course,” he added, “there’s no law for fools.” He laughs.
Iliusha
If I were you I would tell Peter Semenovich, “You abuse Michael Ivanovich, and he does the same to you.”
Mitia
No; but truly, I wish I knew which of them is the fool.
Sonia
They both are. Whoever calls another person a fool is a fool himself.
Iliusha
And you have called them both fools. Then you are one also.
Mitia
Well, I hate people saying things about each other behind their backs and never openly to their faces. When I am grown-up I shan’t be like that. I shall always say what I think.
Iliusha
So shall I.
Sonia
And I shall do just whatever I like.
Mitia
What do you mean?
Sonia
Why, I shall say what I think—if I choose. And if I don’t choose, I won’t.
Iliusha
You’re a big fool, that is what you are.
Sonia
And you have just said you will never call people names. But of course. …