Nowwearefriends-seeeachotheralmosteveryday。Ihavemovedintothispart,youknow。Ihaveonlyjustmoved。I'vebeenwithhimtoLuiseIvanovnaonceortwice……DoyourememberLuise,LuiseIvanovna?
　　“DidIsayanythingindelirium？”
　　“Ishouldthinkso!Youwerebesideyourself。“
　　“WhatdidIraveabout？”
　　“Whatnext?Whatdidyouraveabout?Whatpeopledoraveabout……
　　Well,brother,nowImustnotlosetime。Towork。“Hegotupfromthetableandtookuphiscap。
　　“WhatdidIraveabout？”
　　“Howhekeepson!Areyouafraidofhavingletoutsomesecret?
　　Don'tworryyourself;yousaidnothingaboutacountess。Butyousaidalotaboutabulldog,andaboutear-ringsandchains,andaboutKrestovskyIsland,andsomeporter,andNikodimFomitchandIlyaPetrovitch,theassistantsuperintendent。Andanotherthingthatwasofspecialinteresttoyouwasyourownsock。Youwhined,'Givememysock。'Zametovhuntedallaboutyourroomforyoursocks,andwithhisownscented,ring-bedeckedfingershegaveyoutherag。Andonlythenwereyoucomforted,andforthenexttwenty-fourhoursyouheldthewretchedthinginyourhand;wecouldnotgetitfromyou。Itismostlikelysomewhereunderyourquiltatthismoment。Andthenyouaskedsopiteouslyforfringeforyourtrousers。Wetriedtofindoutwhatsortoffringe,butwecouldnotmakeitout。Nowtobusiness!Herearethirty-fiveroubles;Itaketenofthem,andshallgiveyouanaccountoftheminanhourortwo。IwillletZossimovknowatthesametime,thoughheoughttohavebeenherelongago,foritisnearlytwelve。Andyou,Nastasya,lookinprettyoftenwhileIamaway,toseewhetherhewantsadrinkoranythingelse。AndIwilltellPashenkawhatiswantedmyself。Good-bye！”
　　“HecallsherPashenka!Ah,he'sadeepone！”saidNastasyaashewentout;thensheopenedthedoorandstoodlistening,butcouldnotresistrunningdownstairsafterhim。Shewasveryeagertohearwhathewouldsaytothelandlady。ShewasevidentlyquitefascinatedbyRazumihin。
　　Nosoonerhadshelefttheroomthanthesickmanflungoffthebedclothesandleaptoutofbedlikeamadman。Withburning,switchingimpatiencehehadwaitedforthemtobegonesothathemightsettowork。Buttowhatwork?Now,asthoughtospitehim,iteludedhim。
　　“GoodGod,onlytellmeonething：dotheyknowofityetornot?
　　Whatiftheyknowitandareonlypretending,mockingmewhileIamlaidup,andthentheywillcomeinandtellmethatit'sbeendiscoveredlongagoandthattheyhaveonly……WhatamItodonow?
　　That'swhatI'veforgotten,asthoughonpurpose;forgottenitallatonce,Irememberedaminuteago。“
　　Hestoodinthemiddleoftheroomandgazedinmiserablebewildermentabouthim;hewalkedtothedoor,openedit,listened;
　　butthatwasnotwhathewanted。Suddenly,asthoughrecallingsomething,herushedtothecornerwheretherewasaholeunderthepaper,beganexaminingit,puthishandintothehole,fumbled-butthatwasnotit。Hewenttothestove,openeditandbeganrummagingintheashes;thefrayededgesofhistrousersandtheragscutoffhispocketwerelyingtherejustashehadthrownthem。Noonehadlooked,then!Thenheremembered,thesockaboutwhichRazumihinhadjustbeentellinghim。Yes,thereitlayonthesofaunderthequilt,butitwassocoveredwithdustandgrimethatZametovcouldnothaveseenanythingonit。
　　“Bah,Zametov!Thepoliceoffice!AndwhyamIsentfortothepoliceoffice?Where'sthenotice?Bah!Iammixingitup;thatwasthen。Ilookedatmysockthen,too,butnow……nowIhavebeenill。
　　ButwhatdidZametovcomefor?WhydidRazumihinbringhim？”hemuttered,helplesslysittingonthesofaagain。“Whatdoesitmean?AmIstillindelirium,orisitreal?Ibelieveitisreal……Ah,I
　　remember,Imustescape!Makehastetoescape。Yes,Imust,Imustescape!Yes……butwhere?Andwherearemyclothes?I'venoboots。
　　They'vetakenthemaway!They'vehiddenthem!Iunderstand!Ah,hereismycoat-theypassedthatover!Andhereismoneyonthetable,thankGod!Andhere'stheI。O。U……I'lltakethemoneyandgoandtakeanotherlodging。Theywon'tfindme!……Yes,buttheaddressbureau?They'llfindme,Razumihinwillfindme。Betterescapealtogether……faraway……toAmerica,andletthemdotheirworst!AndtaketheI。O。U……itwouldbeofusethere……WhatelseshallI
　　take?TheythinkIamill!Theydon'tknowthatIcanwalk,ha-ha-ha!Icouldseebytheireyesthattheyknowallaboutit!IfonlyIcouldgetdownstairs!Andwhatiftheyhavesetawatchthere-policemen!What'sthistea?Ah,andhereisbeerleft,halfabottle,cold！”
　　Hesnatchedupthebottle,whichstillcontainedaglassfulofbeer,andgulpeditdownwithrelish,asthoughquenchingaflameinhisbreast。Butinanotherminutethebeerhadgonetohishead,andafaintandevenpleasantshiverrandownhisspine。Helaydownandpulledthequiltoverhim。Hissickandincoherentthoughtsgrewmoreandmoredisconnected,andsoonalight,pleasantdrowsinesscameuponhim。Withasenseofcomforthenestledhisheadinthepillow,wrappedmorecloselyabouthimthesoft,waddedquiltwhichhadreplacedtheold,raggedgreat-coat,sighedsoftlyandsankintoadeep,sound,refreshingsleep。
　　Hewokeup,hearingsomeonecomein。HeopenedhiseyesandsawRazumihinstandinginthedoorway,uncertainwhethertocomeinornot。Raskolnikovsatupquicklyonthesofaandgazedathim,asthoughtryingtorecallsomething。
　　“Ah,youarenotasleep!HereIam!Nastasya,bringintheparcel！”Razumihinshouteddownthestairs。“Youshallhavetheaccountdirectly。“
　　“Whattimeisit？”askedRaskolnikov,lookingrounduneasily。
　　“Yes,youhadafinesleep,brother,it'salmostevening,itwillbesixo'clockdirectly。Youhavesleptmorethansixhours。“
　　“Goodheaven!HaveI？”
　　“Andwhynot?Itwilldoyougood。What'sthehurry?Atryst,isit?
　　We'vealltimebeforeus。I'vebeenwaitingforthelastthreehoursforyou;I'vebeenuptwiceandfoundyouasleep。I'vecalledonZossimovtwice;notathome,onlyfancy!Butnomatter,hewillturnup。AndI'vebeenoutonmyownbusiness,too。YouknowI'vebeenmovingto-day,movingwithmyuncle。Ihaveanunclelivingwithmenow。Butthat'snomatter,tobusiness。Givemetheparcel,Nastasya。Wewillopenitdirectly。Andhowdoyoufeelnow,brother？”
　　“Iamquitewell,Iamnotill。Razumihin,haveyoubeenherelong？”
　　“ItellyouI'vebeenwaitingforthelastthreehours。“
　　“No,before。“
　　“Howdoyoumean？”
　　“Howlonghaveyoubeencominghere？”
　　“WhyItoldyouallaboutitthismorning。Don'tyouremember？”
　　Raskolnikovpondered。Themorningseemedlikeadreamtohim。Hecouldnotrememberalone,andlookedinquiringlyatRazumihin。
　　“Hm！”saidthelatter,“hehasforgotten。Ifanciedthenthatyouwerenotquiteyourself。Nowyouarebetterforyoursleep……Youreallylookmuchbetter。Firstrate!Well,tobusiness。Lookhere,mydearboy。“
　　Hebeganuntyingthebundle,whichevidentlyinterestedhim。
　　“Believeme,brother,thisissomethingspeciallynearmyheart。Forwemustmakeamanofyou。Let'sbeginfromthetop。Doyouseethiscap？”hesaid,takingoutofthebundleafairlygood,thoughcheap,andordinarycap。“Letmetryiton。“
　　“Presently,afterwards,“saidRaskolnikov,wavingitofpettishly。
　　“Come,Rodya,myboy,don'topposeit,afterwardswillbetoolate;andIshan'tsleepallnight,forIboughtitbyguess,withoutmeasure。Justright！”hecriedtriumphantly,fittingiton,“justyoursize!Aproperhead-coveringisthefirstthingindressandarecommendationinitsownway。Tolstyakov,afriendofmine,isalwaysobligedtotakeoffhispuddingbasinwhenhegoesintoanypublicplacewhereotherpeopleweartheirhatsorcaps。Peoplethinkhedoesitfromslavishpoliteness,butit'ssimplybecauseheisashamedofhisbird'snest;heissuchabashfulfellow!Look,Nastasya,herearetwospecimensofheadgear：thisPalmerston“-hetookfromthecornerRaskolnikov'sold,batteredhat,whichforsomeunknownreason,hecalledaPalmerston-“orthisjewel!Guesstheprice,Rodya,whatdoyousupposeIpaidforit,Nastasya！”hesaid,turningtoher,seeingthatRaskolnikovdidnotspeak。
　　“Twentycopecks,nomore,Idaresay,“answeredNastasya。
　　“Twentycopecks,silly！”hecried,offended。“Why,nowadaysyouwouldcostmorethanthat-eightycopecks!Andthatonlybecauseithasbeenworn。Andit'sboughtonconditionthatwhen'sit'swornout,theywillgiveyouanothernextyear。Yes,onmyword!Well,nowletuspasstotheUnitedStatesofAmerica,astheycalledthematschool。IassureyouIamproudofthesebreeches,“andheexhibitedtoRaskolnikovapairoflight,summertrousersofgreywoollenmaterial。“Noholes,nospots,andquiterespectable,althoughalittleworn;andawaistcoattomatch,quiteinthefashion。Anditsbeingwornreallyisanimprovement,it'ssofter,smoother……Yousee,Rodya,tomythinking,thegreatthingforgettingonintheworldisalwaystokeeptotheseasons;ifyoudon'tinsistonhavingasparagusinJanuary,youkeepyourmoneyinyourpurse!andit'sthesamewiththispurchase。It'ssummernow,soI'vebeenbuyingsummerthings-warmermaterialswillbewantedforautumn,soyouwillhavetothrowtheseawayinanycase……especiallyastheywillbedoneforbythenfromtheirownlackofcoherenceifnotyourhigherstandardofluxury。Come,pricethem!Whatdoyousay?Tworoublestwenty-fivecopecks!Andremembertheconditions：ifyouweartheseout,youwillhaveanothersuitfornothing!TheyonlydobusinessonthatsystematFedyaev's;ifyou'veboughtathingonce,youaresatisfiedforlife,foryouwillnevergothereagainofyourownfreewill。Nowfortheboots。Whatdoyousay?Youseethattheyareabitworn,butthey'lllastacoupleofmonths,forit'sforeignworkandforeignleather;thesecretaryoftheEnglishEmbassysoldthemlastweek-hehadonlywornthemsixdays,buthewasveryshortofcash。Price-aroubleandahalf。Abargain？”
　　“Butperhapstheywon'tfit,“observedNastasya。
　　“Notfit?Justlook！”andhepulledoutofhispocketRaskolnikov'sold,brokenboot,stifflycoatedwithdrymud。“Ididnotgoempty-handed-theytookthesizefromthismonster。Wealldidourbest。Andastoyourlinen,yourlandladyhasseentothat。
　　Here,tobeginwitharethreeshirts,hempenbutwithafashionablefront……Wellnowthen,eightycopecksthecap,tworoublestwenty-fivecopecksthesuit-togetherthreeroublesfivecopecks-aroubleandahalffortheboots-for,yousee,theyareverygood-andthatmakesfourroublesfifty-fivecopecks;fiveroublesfortheunderclothes-theywereboughtinthelot-whichmakesexactlynineroublesfifty-fivecopecks。Forty-fivecopeckschangeincoppers。Willyoutakeit?Andso,Rodya,youaresetupwithacompletenewrig-out,foryourovercoatwillserve,andevenhasastyleofitsown。Thatcomesfromgettingone'sclothesfromSharmer's!Asforyoursocksandotherthings,Ileavethemtoyou;we'vetwenty-fiveroublesleft。AndasforPashenkaandpayingforyourlodging,don'tyouworry。Itellyoushe'lltrustyouforanything。Andnow,brother,letmechangeyourlinen,forIdaresayyouwillthrowoffyourillnesswithyourshirt。“
　　“Letmebe!Idon'twantto！”Raskolnikovwavedhimoff。HehadlistenedwithdisgusttoRazumihin'seffortstobeplayfulabouthispurchases。
　　“Come,brother,don'ttellmeI'vebeentrudgingaroundfornothing,“Razumihininsisted。“Nastasya,don'tbebashful,buthelpme-that'sit,“andinspiteofRaskolnikov'sresistancehechangedhislinen。Thelattersankbackonthepillowsandforaminuteortwosaidnothing。
　　“ItwillbelongbeforeIgetridofthem,“hethought。“Whatmoneywasallthatboughtwith？”heaskedatlast,gazingatthewall。
　　“Money?Why,yourown,whatthemessengerbroughtfromVahrushin,yourmothersentit。Haveyouforgottenthat,too？”
　　“Iremembernow,“saidRaskolnikovafteralong,sullensilence。
　　Razumihinlookedathim,frowninganduneasy。
　　Thedooropenedandatall,stoutmanwhoseappearanceseemedfamiliartoRaskolnikovcamein。
　　“Zossimov!Atlast！”criedRazumihin,delighted。
　　ChapterFourZOSSIMOVWASatall,fatmanwithapuffy,colourless,clean-shavenfaceandstraightflaxenhair。Heworespectacles,andabiggoldringonhisfatfinger。Hewastwenty-seven。Hehadonalightgreyfashionableloosecoat,lightsummertrousers,andeverythingabouthimloose,fashionableandspickandable,hislinenwasirreproachable,hiswatch-chainwasmassive。Inmannerhewasslowand,asitwere,nonchalant,andatthesametimestudiouslyfreeandeasy;hemadeeffortstoconcealhisself-importance,butitwasapparentateveryinstant。Allhisacquaintancesfoundhimtedious,butsaidhewascleverathiswork。
　　“I'vebeentoyoutwiceto-day,brother。Yousee,he'scometohimself,“criedRazumihin。
　　“Isee,Isee;andhowdowefeelnow,eh？”saidZossimovtoRaskolnikov,watchinghimcarefullyand,sittingdownatthefootofthesofa,hesettledhimselfascomfortablyashecould。
　　“Heisstilldepressed,“Razumihinwenton。“We'vejustchangedhislinenandhealmostcried。“
　　“That'sverynatural;youmighthaveputitoffifhedidnotwishit……Hispulseisfirst-rate。Isyourheadstillaching,eh？”
　　“Iamwell,Iamperfectlywell！”Raskolnikovdeclaredpositivelyandirritably。Heraisedhimselfonthesofaandlookedatthemwithglitteringeyes,butsankbackontothepillowatonceandturnedtothewall。Zossimovwatchedhimintently。
　　“Verygood……Goingonallright,“hesaidlazily。“Hasheeatenanything？”
　　Theytoldhim,andaskedwhathemighthave。
　　“Hemayhaveanything……soup,tea……mushroomsandcucumbers,ofcourse,youmustnotgivehim;he'dbetternothavemeateither,and……butnoneedtotellyouthat！”Razumihinandhelookedateachother。“Nomoremedicineoranything。I'lllookathimagainto-morrow。Perhaps,to-dayeven……butnevermind……“
　　“To-morroweveningIshalltakehimforawalk,“saidRazumihin。“WearegoingtotheYusupovgardenandthentothePalaisdeCrystal。“
　　“Iwouldnotdisturbhimto-morrowatall,butIdon'tknow……alittle,maybe……butwe'llsee。“
　　“Ach,whatanuisance!I'vegotahouse-warmingpartytonight;
　　it'sonlyastepfromhere。Couldn'thecome?Hecouldlieonthesofa。Youarecoming？”RazumihinsaidtoZossimov。“Don'tforget,youpromised。“
　　“Allright,onlyratherlater。Whatareyougoingtodo？”
　　“Oh,nothing-tea,vodka,herrings。Therewillbeapie……justourfriends。“
　　“Andwho？”
　　“Allneighbourshere,almostallnewfriends,exceptmyolduncle,andheisnewtoo-heonlyarrivedinPetersburgyesterdaytoseetosomebusinessofhis。Wemeetonceinfiveyears。“
　　“Whatishe？”
　　“He'sbeenstagnatingallhislifeasadistrictpostmaster;getsalittlepension。Heissixty-five-notworthtalkingabout……ButIamfondofhim。PorfiryPetrovitch,theheadoftheInvestigationDepartmenthere……Butyouknowhim。“
　　“Ishearelationofyours,too？”
　　“Averydistantone。Butwhyareyouscowling?Becauseyouquarrelledonce,won'tyoucomethen？”
　　“Idon'tcareadamnforhim。“
　　“Somuchthebetter。Well,therewillbesomestudents,ateacher,agovernmentclerk,amusician,anofficerandZametov。“
　　“Dotellme,please,whatyouorhe“-ZossimovnoddedatRaskolnikov-“canhaveincommonwiththisZametov？”
　　“Oh,youparticulargentleman!Principles!Youareworkedbyprinciples,asitwerebysprings;youwon'tventuretoturnroundonyourownaccount。Ifamanisanicefellow,that'stheonlyprincipleIgoupon,Zametovisadelightfulperson。“
　　“Thoughhedoestakebribes。“
　　“Well,hedoes!andwhatofit?Idon'tcareifhedoestakebribes,“Razumihincriedwithunnaturalirritability。“Idon'tpraisehimfortakingbribes。Ionlysayheisanicemaninhisownway!Butifonelooksatmeninallways-aretheremanygoodonesleft?Why,IamsureIshouldn'tbeworthabakedonionmyself……
　　perhapswithyouthrownin。“
　　“That'stoolittle;I'dgivetwoforyou。“
　　“AndIwouldn'tgivemorethanoneforyou。Nomoreofyourjokes!
　　Zametovisnomorethanaboy。Icanpullhishairandonemustdrawhimnotrepelhim。You'llneverimproveamanbyrepellinghim,especiallyaboy。Onehastobetwiceascarefulwithaboy。Oh,youprogressivedullards!Youdon'tunderstand。Youharmyourselvesrunninganothermandown……Butifyouwanttoknow,wereallyhavesomethingincommon。“
　　“Ishouldliketoknowwhat。“
　　“Why,it'sallaboutahouse-painter……Wearegettinghimoutofamess!Thoughindeedthere'snothingtofearnow。Thematterisabsolutelyself-evident。Weonlyputonsteam。“
　　“Apainter？”
　　“Why,haven'tItoldyouaboutit?Ionlytoldyouthebeginningthenaboutthemurderoftheoldpawnbroker-woman。Well,thepainterismixedupinit……“
　　“Oh,Iheardaboutthatmurderbeforeandwasratherinterestedinit……partly……foronereason……Ireadaboutitinthepapers,too……“
　　“Lizavetawasmurdered,too,“Nastasyablurtedout,suddenlyaddressingRaskolnikov。Sheremainedintheroomallthetime,standingbythedoorlistening。
　　“Lizaveta,“murmuredRaskolnikovhardlyaudibly。
　　“Lizaveta,whosoldoldclothes。Didn'tyouknowher?Sheusedtocomehere。Shemendedashirtforyou,too。“
　　Raskolnikovturnedtothewallwhereinthedirty,yellowpaperhepickedoutoneclumsy,whiteflowerwithbrownlinesonitandbeganexamininghowmanypetalstherewereinit,howmanyscallopsinthepetalsandhowmanylinesonthem。Hefelthisarmsandlegsaslifelessasthoughtheyhadbeencutoff。Hedidnotattempttomove,butstaredobstinatelyattheflower。
　　“Butwhataboutthepainter？”ZossimovinterruptedNastasya'schatterwithmarkeddispleasure。Shesighedandwassilent。
　　“Why,hewasaccusedofthemurder,“Razumihinwentonhotly。
　　“Wasthereevidenceagainsthimthen？”
　　“Evidence,indeed!Evidencethatwasnoevidence,andthat'swhatwehavetoprove。Itwasjustastheypitchedonthosefellows,KochandPestryakov,atfirst。Foo!howstupidlyit'salldone,itmakesonesick,thoughit'snotone'sbusiness!Pestryakovmaybecomingto-night……Bytheway,Rodya,you'veheardaboutthebusinessalready;ithappenedbeforeyouwereill,thedaybeforeyoufaintedatthepoliceofficewhiletheyweretalkingaboutit。“
　　ZossimovlookedcuriouslyatRaskolnikov。Hedidnotstir。
　　“ButIsay,Razumihin,Iwonderatyou。Whatabusybodyyouare！”
　　Zossimovobserved。
　　“MaybeIam,butwewillgethimoffanyway,“shoutedRazumihin,bringinghisfistdownonthetable。“What'sthemostoffensiveisnottheirlying-onecanalwaysforgivelying-lyingisadelightfulthing,foritleadstotruth-whatisoffensiveisthattheylieandworshiptheirownlying……IrespectPorfiry,but……Whatthrewthemoutatfirst?Thedoorwaslocked,andwhentheycamebackwiththeporteritwasopen。SoitfollowedthatKochandPestryakovwerethemurderers-thatwastheirlogic！”
　　“Butdon'texciteyourself;theysimplydetainedthem,theycouldnothelpthat……And,bytheway,I'vemetthatmanKoch。Heusedtobuyunredeemedpledgesfromtheoldwoman?Eh？”
　　“Yes,heisaswindler。Hebuysupbaddebts,too。Hemakesaprofessionofit。Butenoughofhim!Doyouknowwhatmakesmeangry?It'stheirsickeningrotten,petrifiedroutine……Andthiscasemightbethemeansofintroducinganewmethod。Onecanshowfromthepsychologicaldataalonehowtogetonthetrackoftherealman。'Wehavefacts,'theysay。Butfactsarenoteverything-atleasthalfthebusinessliesinhowyouinterpretthem！”
　　“Canyouinterpretthem,then？”
　　“Anyway,onecan'tholdone'stonguewhenonehasafeeling,atangiblefeeling,thatonemightbeahelpifonly……Eh!Doyouknowthedetailsofthecase？”
　　“Iamwaitingtohearaboutthepainter。“
　　“Oh,yes!Well,here'sthestory。Earlyonthethirddayafterthemurder,whentheywerestilldandlingKochandPestryakov-thoughtheyaccountedforeverysteptheytookanditwasasplainasapikestaff-
　　anunexpectedfactturnedup。ApeasantcalledDushkin,whokeepsadram-shopfacingthehouse,broughttothepoliceofficeajeweller'scasecontainingsomegoldear-rings,andtoldalongrigamarole。'Thedaybeforeyesterday,justaftereighto'clock'-markthedayandthehour!-'ajourneymanhouse-painter,Nikolay,whohadbeenintoseemealreadythatday,broughtmethisboxofgoldear-ringsandstones,andaskedmetogivehimtworoublesforthem。
　　WhenIaskedhimwherehegotthem,hesaidthathepickedthemupinthestreet。Ididnotaskhimanythingmore。'IamtellingyouDushkin'sstory。'Igavehimanote'-aroublethatis-'forIthoughtifhedidnotpawnitwithmehewouldwithanother。Itwouldallcometothesamething-he'dspenditondrink,sothethinghadbetterbewithme。Thefurtheryouhideitthequickeryouwillfindit,andifanythingturnsup,ifIhearanyrumours,I'lltakeittothepolice。'Ofcourse,that'salltaradiddle;helieslikeahorse,forI
　　knowthisDushkin,heisapawnbrokerandareceiverofstolengoods,andhedidnotcheatNikolayoutofathirty-roubletrinketinordertogiveittothepolice。Hewassimplyafraid。Butnomatter,toreturntoDushkin'sstory。'I'veknownthispeasant,NikolayDementyev,fromachild;hecomesfromthesameprovinceanddistrictofZaraisk,wearebothRyazanmen。AndthoughNikolayisnotadrunkard,hedrinks,andIknewhehadajobinthathouse,paintingworkwithDmitri,whocomesfromthesamevillage,too。Assoonashegottheroublehechangedit,hadacoupleofglasses,tookhischangeandwentout。ButIdidnotseeDmitriwithhimthen。AndthenextdayIheardthatsomeonehadmurderedAlyonaIvanovnaandhersister,LizavetaIvanovna,withanaxe。Iknewthem,andIfeltsuspiciousabouttheear-ringsatonce,forIknewthemurderedwomanlentmoneyonpledges。Iwenttothehouse,andbegantomakecarefulinquirieswithoutsayingawordtoanyone。FirstofallI
　　asked,“IsNikolayhere？”DmitritoldmethatNikolayhadgoneoffonthespree;hehadcomehomeatdaybreakdrunk,stayedinthehouseabouttenminutes,andwentoutagain。Dmitrididn'tseehimagainandisfinishingthejobalone。Andtheirjobisonthesamestaircaseasthemurder,onthesecondfloor。WhenIheardallthatIdidnotsayawordtoanyone'-that'sDushkin'stale-'butI
　　foundoutwhatIcouldaboutthemurder,andwenthomefeelingassuspiciousasever。Andateighto'clockthismorning'-thatwasthethirdday,youunderstand-'IsawNikolaycomingin,notsober,thoughnotsoverydrunk-hecouldunderstandwhatwassaidtohim。Hesatdownonthebenchanddidnotspeak。TherewasonlyonestrangerinthebarandamanIknewasleeponabenchandourtwoboys。“HaveyouseenDmitri？”saidI。“No,Ihaven't,“saidhe。“Andyou'venotbeenhereeither？”“Notsincethedaybeforeyesterday,“saidhe。“Andwheredidyousleeplastnight？”“InPeski,withtheKolomenskymen。““Andwheredidyougetthoseear-rings？”Iasked。“Ifoundtheminthestreet,“andthewayhesaiditwasabitqueer;hedidnotlookatme。“Didyouhearwhathappenedthatveryevening,atthatveryhour,onthatsamestaircase？”saidI。“No,“saidhe,“Ihadnotheard,“andallthewhilehewaslistening,hiseyeswerestaringoutofhisheadandheturnedaswhiteaschalk。Itoldhimallaboutitandhetookhishatandbegangettingup。Iwantedtokeephim。“Waitabit,Nikolay,“saidI,“won'tyouhaveadrink？”AndIsignedtotheboytoholdthedoor,andIcameoutfrombehindthebar;buthedartedoutanddownthestreettotheturningatarun。
　　Ihavenotseenhimsince。Thenmydoubtswereatanend-itwashisdoing,asclearascouldbe……“
　　“Ishouldthinkso,“saidZossimov。
　　“Wait!Heartheend。OfcoursetheysoughthighandlowforNikolay;
　　theydetainedDushkinandsearchedhishouse;Dmitri,too,wasarrested;theKolomenskymenalsowereturnedinsideout。AndthedaybeforeyesterdaytheyarrestedNikolayinatavernattheendofthetown。Hehadgonethere,takenthesilvercrossoffhisneckandaskedforadramforit。Theygaveittohim。Afewminutesafterwardsthewomanwenttothecowshed,andthroughacrackinthewallshesawinthestableadjoininghehadmadeanooseofhissashfromthebeam,stoodonablockofwood,andwastryingtoputhisneckinthenoose。
　　Thewomanscreechedherhardest;peopleranin。'Sothat'swhatyouareupto!''Takeme,'hesays,'tosuch-and-suchapoliceofficer;
　　I'llconfesseverything。'Well,theytookhimtothatpolicestation-thatishere-withasuitableescort。Sotheyaskedhimthisandthat,howoldheis,'twenty-two,'andsoon。Atthequestion,'WhenyouwereworkingwithDmitri,didn'tyouseeanyoneonthestaircaseatsuch-and-suchatime?'-answer：'Tobesurefolksmayhavegoneupanddown,butIdidnotnoticethem。''Anddidn'tyouhearanything,anynoise,andsoon?''Weheardnothingspecial。''Anddidyouhear,Nikolay,thatonthesamedayWidowSo-and-soandhersisterweremurderedandrobbed?''Ineverknewathingaboutit。ThefirstIheardofitwasfromAfanasyPavlovitchthedaybeforeyesterday。''Andwheredidyoufindtheear-rings?'
　　'Ifoundthemonthepavement。“Whydidn'tyougotoworkwithDmitritheotherday?''BecauseIwasdrinking。''Andwherewereyoudrinking?''Oh,insuch-and-suchaplace。''WhydidyourunawayfromDushkin's?''BecauseIwasawfullyfrightened。''Whatwereyoufrightenedof?''ThatIshouldbeaccused。''Howcouldyoubefrightened,ifyoufeltfreefromguilt?'Now,Zossimov,youmaynotbelieveme,thatquestionwasputliterallyinthosewords。Iknowitforafact,itwasrepeatedtomeexactly!Whatdoyousaytothat？”
　　“Well,anyway,there'stheevidence。“
　　“Iamnottalkingoftheevidencenow,Iamtalkingaboutthatquestion,oftheirownideaofthemselves。Well,sotheysqueezedandsqueezedhimandheconfessed：'Ididnotfinditinthestreet,butintheflatwhereIwaspaintingwithDmitri。''Andhowwasthat?'
　　'Why,DmitriandIwerepaintingthereallday,andwewerejustgettingreadytogo,andDmitritookabrushandpaintedmyface,andheranoffandIafterhim。Iranafterhim,shoutingmyhardest,andatthebottomofthestairsIranrightagainsttheporterandsomegentlemen-andhowmanygentlemenwerethereIdon'tremember。Andtheportersworeatme,andtheotherporterswore,too,andtheporter'swifecameout,andsworeatus,too;andagentlemancameintotheentrywithalady,andhesworeatus,too,forDmitriandIlayrightacrosstheway。IgotholdofDmitri'shairandknockedhimdownandbeganbeatinghim。AndDmitri,too,caughtmebythehairandbeganbeatingme。Butwediditallnotfortemper,butinafriendlyway,forsport。AndthenDmitriescapedandranintothestreet,andIranafterhim;butIdidnotcatchhim,andwentbacktotheflatalone;Ihadtoclearupmythings。Ibeganputtingthemtogether,expectingDmitritocome,andthereinthepassage,inthecornerbythedoor,Isteppedonthebox。Isawitlyingtherewrappedupinpaper。Itookoffthepaper,sawsomelittlehooks,undidthem,andintheboxweretheear-rings……'“
　　“Behindthedoor?Lyingbehindthedoor?Behindthedoor？”
　　Raskolnikovcriedsuddenly,staringwithablanklookofterroratRazumihin,andheslowlysatuponthesofa,leaningonhishand。
　　“Yes……why?What'sthematter?What'swrong？”Razumihin,too,gotupfromhisseat。
　　“Nothing,“Raskolnikovansweredfaintly,turningtothewall。Allweresilentforawhile。
　　“Hemusthavewakedfromadream,“Razumihinsaidatlast,lookinginquiringlyatZossimov。Thelatterslightlyshookhishead。
　　“Well,goon,“saidZossimov。“Whatnext？”
　　“Whatnext?Assoonashesawtheear-rings,forgettingDmitriandeverything,hetookuphiscapandrantoDushkinand,asweknow,gotaroublefromhim。Hetoldaliesayinghefoundtheminthestreet,andwentoffdrinking。Hekeepsrepeatinghisoldstoryaboutthemurder：'Iknewnothingofit,neverheardofittillthedaybeforeyesterday。''Andwhydidn'tyoucometothepolicetillnow?''Iwasfrightened。''Andwhydidyoutrytohangyourself?''Fromanxiety。'
　　'Whatanxiety?''ThatIshouldbeaccusedofit。'Well,that'sthewholestory。Andnowwhatdoyousupposetheydeducedfromthat？”
　　“Why,there'snosupposing。There'saclue,suchasitis,afact。
　　Youwouldn'thaveyourpaintersetfree？”
　　“Nowthey'vesimplytakenhimforthemurderer。Theyhaven'tashadowofdoubt。“
　　“That'snonsense。Youareexcited。Butwhatabouttheear-rings?Youmustadmitthat,ifontheverysamedayandhourear-ringsfromtheoldwoman'sboxhavecomeintoNikolay'shands,theymusthavecometheresomehow。That'sagooddealinsuchacase。“
　　“Howdidtheygetthere?Howdidtheygetthere？”criedRazumihin。
　　“Howcanyou,adoctor,whosedutyitistostudymanandwhohasmoreopportunitythananyoneelseforstudyinghumannature-howcanyoufailtoseethecharacterofthemaninthewholestory?Don'tyouseeatoncethattheanswershehasgivenintheexaminationaretheholytruth?Theycameintohishandpreciselyashehastoldus-hesteppedontheboxandpickeditup。“
　　“Theholytruth!Butdidn'theownhimselfthathetoldalieatfirst？”
　　“Listentome,listenattentively。TheporterandKochandPestryakovandtheotherporterandthewifeofthefirstporterandthewomanwhowassittingintheporter'slodgeandthemanKryukov,whohadjustgotoutofacabatthatminuteandwentinattheentrywithaladyonhisarm,thatiseightortenwitnesses,agreethatNikolayhadDmitriontheground,waslyingonhimbeatinghim,whileDmitrihungontohishair,beatinghim,too。Theylayrightacrosstheway,blockingthethoroughfare。Theywereswornatonallsideswhilethey'likechildren'theverywordsofthewitnesses
　　werefallingoveroneanother,squealing,fightingandlaughingwiththefunniestfaces,and,chasingoneanotherlikechildren,theyranintothestreet。Nowtakecarefulnote。Thebodiesupstairswerewarm,youunderstand,warmwhentheyfoundthem!Ifthey,orNikolayalone,hadmurderedthemandbrokenopentheboxes,orsimplytakenpartintherobbery,allowmetoaskyouonequestion：dotheirstateofmind,theirsquealsandgigglesandchildishscufflingatthegatefitinwithaxes,bloodshed,fiendishcunning,robbery?They'djustkilledthem,notfiveortenminutesbefore,forthebodieswerestillwarm,andatonce,leavingtheflatopen,knowingthatpeoplewouldgothereatonce,flingingawaytheirbooty,theyrolledaboutlikechildren,laughingandattractinggeneralattention。
　　Andthereareadozenwitnessestosweartothat！”
　　“Ofcourseitisstrange!It'simpossible,indeed,but……“
　　“No,brother,nobuts。Andiftheear-rings'beingfoundinNikolay'shandsattheverydayandhourofthemurderconstitutesanimportantpieceofcircumstantialevidenceagainsthim-althoughtheexplanationgivenbyhimaccountsforit,andthereforeitdoesnottellseriouslyagainsthim-onemusttakeintoconsiderationthefactswhichprovehiminnocent,especiallyastheyarefactsthatcannotbedenied。Anddoyousuppose,fromthecharacterofourlegalsystem,thattheywillaccept,orthattheyareinapositiontoaccept,thisfact-restingsimplyonapsychologicalimpossibility-asirrefutableandconclusivelybreakingdownthecircumstantialevidencefortheprosecution?No,theywon'tacceptit,theycertainlywon't,becausetheyfoundthejewel-caseandthemantriedtohanghimself,'whichhecouldnothavedoneifhehadn'tfeltguilty。'That'sthepoint,that'swhatexcitesme,youmustunderstand！”
　　“Oh,Iseeyouareexcited!Waitabit。Iforgottoaskyou;whatproofistherethattheboxcamefromtheoldwoman？”
　　“That'sbeenproved,“saidRazumihinwithapparentreluctance,frowning。“Kochrecognisedthejewel-caseandgavethenameoftheowner,whoprovedconclusivelythatitwashis。“
　　“That'sbad。Nowanotherpoint。DidanyoneseeNikolayatthetimethatKochandPestryakovweregoingupstairsatfirst,andistherenoevidenceaboutthat？”
　　“Nobodydidseehim,“Razumihinansweredwithvexation。“That'stheworstofit。EvenKochandPestryakovdidnotnoticethemontheirwayupstairs,though,indeed,theirevidencecouldnothavebeenworthmuch。Theysaidtheysawtheflatwasopen,andthattheremustbeworkgoingoninit,buttheytooknospecialnoticeandcouldnotrememberwhetherthereactuallyweremenatworkinit。“
　　“Hm!……Sotheonlyevidenceforthedefenceisthattheywerebeatingoneanotherandlaughing。Thatconstitutesastrongpresumption,but……Howdoyouexplainthefactsyourself？”
　　“HowdoIexplainthem?Whatistheretoexplain?It'sclear。Atanyrate,thedirectioninwhichexplanationistobesoughtisclear,andthejewel-casepointstoit。Therealmurdererdroppedthoseear-rings。Themurdererwasupstairs,lockedin,whenKochandPestryakovknockedatthedoor。Koch,likeanass,didnotstayatthedoor;sothemurdererpoppedoutandrandown,too,forhehadnootherwayofescape。HehidfromKoch,PestryakovandtheporterintheflatwhenNikolayandDmitrihadjustrunoutofit。Hestoppedtherewhiletheporterandothersweregoingupstairs,waitedtilltheywereoutofhearing,andthenwentcalmlydownstairsattheveryminutewhenDmitriandNikolayranoutintothestreetandtherewasnooneintheentry;possiblyhewasseen,butnotnoticed。Therearelotsofpeoplegoinginandout。Hemusthavedroppedtheear-ringsoutofhispocketwhenhestoodbehindthedoor,anddidnotnoticehedroppedthem,becausehehadotherthingstothinkof。Thejewel-caseisaconclusiveproofthathedidstandthere……That'showIexplainit。“
　　“Tooclever!No,myboy,you'retooclever。Thatbeatseverything。“
　　“But,why,why？”
　　“Why,becauseeverythingfitstoowell……it'stoomelodramatic。“
　　“A-ach！”Razumihinwasexclaiming,butatthatmomentthedooropenedandapersonagecameinwhowasastrangertoallpresent。
　　ChapterFiveTHISWASagentlemannolongeryoung,ofastiffandportlyappearance,andacautiousandsourcountenance。Hebeganbystoppingshortinthedoorway,staringabouthimwithoffensiveandundisguisedastonishment,asthoughaskinghimselfwhatsortofplacehehadcometo。Mistrustfullyandwithanaffectationofbeingalarmedandalmostaffronted,hescannedRaskolnikov'slowandnarrow“cabin。“WiththesameamazementhestaredatRaskolnikov,wholayundressed,dishevelled,unwashed,onhismiserabledirtysofa,lookingfixedlyathim。Thenwiththesamedeliberationhescrutinisedtheuncouth,unkemptfigureandunshavenfaceofRazumihin,wholookedhimboldlyandinquiringlyinthefacewithoutrisingfromhisseat。A
　　constrainedsilencelastedforacoupleofminutes,andthen,asmightbeexpected,somescene-shiftingtookplace。Reflecting,probablyfromcertainfairlyunmistakablesigns,thathewouldgetnothinginthis“cabin“byattemptingtooverawethem,thegentlemansoftenedsomewhat,andcivilly,thoughwithsomeseverity,emphasisingeverysyllableofhisquestion,addressedZossimov：
　　“RodionRomanovitchRaskolnikov,astudent,orformerlyastudent？”
　　Zossimovmadeaslightmovement,andwouldhaveanswered,hadnotRazumihinanticipatedhim。
　　“Hereheislyingonthesofa!Whatdoyouwant？”
　　Thisfamiliar“whatdoyouwant“seemedtocutthegroundfromthefeetofthepompousgentleman。HewasturningtoRazumihin,butcheckedhimselfintimeandturnedtoZossimovagain。
　　“ThisisRaskolnikov,“mumbledZossimov,noddingtowardshim。Thenhegaveaprolongedyawn,openinghismouthaswideaspossible。
　　Thenhelazilyputhishandintohiswaistcoat-pocket,pulledoutahugegoldwatchinaroundhunter'scase,openedit,lookedatitandasslowlyandlazilyproceededtoputitback。
　　Raskolnikovhimselflaywithoutspeaking,onhisback,gazingpersistently,though'withoutunderstanding,atthestranger。Nowthathisfacewasturnedawayfromthestrangefloweronthepaper,itwasextremelypaleandworealookofanguish,asthoughhehadjustundergoneanagonisingoperationorjustbeentakenfromtherack。Butthenew-comergraduallybegantoarousehisattention,thenhiswonder,thensuspicionandevenalarm。WhenZossimovsaid“ThisisRaskolnikov“hejumpedupquickly,satonthesofaandwithanalmostdefiant,butweakandbreaking,voicearticulated：
　　“Yes,IamRaskolnikov!Whatdoyouwant？”
　　Thevisitorscrutinisedhimandpronouncedimpressively：
　　“PyotrPetrovitchLuzhin。IbelieveIhavereasontohopethatmynameisnotwhollyunknowntoyou？”
　　ButRaskolnikov,whohadexpectedsomethingquitedifferent,gazedblanklyanddreamilyathim,makingnoreply,asthoughheheardthenameofPyotrPetrovitchforthefirsttime。
　　“Isitpossiblethatyoucanuptothepresenthavereceivednoinformation？”askedPyotrPetrovitch,somewhatdisconcerted。
　　InreplyRaskolnikovsanklanguidlybackonthepillow,puthishandsbehindhisheadandgazedattheceiling。AlookofdismaycameintoLuzhin'sface。ZossimovandRazumihinstaredathimmoreinquisitivelythanever,andatlastheshowedunmistakablesignsofembarrassment。
　　“Ihadpresumedandcalculated,“hefaltered,“thataletterpostedmorethantendays,ifnotafortnightago……“
　　“Isay,whyareyoustandinginthedoorway？”Razumihininterruptedsuddenly。“Ifyou'vesomethingtosay,sitdown。
　　Nastasyaandyouaresocrowded。Nastasya,makeroom。Here'sachair,threadyourwayin！”
　　Hemovedhischairbackfromthetable,madealittlespacebetweenthetableandhisknees,andwaitedinarathercrampedpositionforthevisitorto“threadhiswayin。“Theminutewassochosenthatitwasimpossibletorefuse,andthevisitorsqueezedhiswaythrough,hurryingandstumbling。Reachingthechair,hesatdown,lookingsuspiciouslyatRazumihin。
　　“Noneedtobenervous,“thelatterblurtedout。“Rodyahasbeenillforthelastfivedaysanddeliriousforthree,butnowheisrecoveringandhasgotanappetite。Thisishisdoctor,whohasjusthadalookathim。IamacomradeofRodya's,likehim,formerlyastudent,andnowIamnursinghim;sodon'tyoutakeanynoticeofus,butgoonwithyourbusiness。“
　　“Thankyou。ButshallInotdisturbtheinvalidbymypresenceandconversation？”PyotrPetrovitchaskedofZossimov。
　　“N-no,“mumbledZossimov;“youmayamusehim。“Heyawnedagain。
　　“Hehasbeenconsciousalongtime,sincethemorning,“wentonRazumihin,whosefamiliarityseemedsomuchlikeunaffectedgood-naturethatPyotrPetrovitchbegantobemorecheerful,partly,perhaps,becausethisshabbyandimpudentpersonhadintroducedhimselfasastudent。
　　“Yourmamma,“beganLuzhin。
　　“Hm！”Razumihinclearedhisthroatloudly。Luzhinlookedathiminquiringly。
　　“That'sallright,goon。“
　　Luzhinshruggedhisshoulders。
　　“YourmammahadcommencedalettertoyouwhileIwassojourninginherneighbourhood。OnmyarrivalhereIpurposelyallowedafewdaystoelapsebeforecomingtoseeyou,inorderthatImightbefullyassuredthatyouwereinfullpossessionofthetidings;butnow,tomyastonishment……“
　　“Iknow,Iknow！”Raskolnikovcriedsuddenlywithimpatientvexation。“Soyouarethefiance?Iknow,andthat'senough！”
　　TherewasnodoubtaboutPyotrPetrovitch'sbeingoffendedthistime,buthesaidnothing。Hemadeaviolentefforttounderstandwhatitallmeant。Therewasamoment'ssilence。
　　MeanwhileRaskolnikov,whohadturnedalittletowardshimwhenheanswered,begansuddenlystaringathimagainwithmarkedcuriosity,asthoughhehadnothadagoodlookathimyet,orasthoughsomethingnewhadstruckhim;herosefromhispillowonpurposetostareathim。TherecertainlywassomethingpeculiarinPyotrPetrovitch'swholeappearance,somethingwhichseemedtojustifythetitleof“fiance“sounceremoniouslyappliedtohim。Inthefirstplace,itwasevident,fartoomuchsoindeed,thatPyotrPetrovitchhadmadeeageruseofhisfewdaysinthecapitaltogethimselfupandrighimselfoutinexpectationofhisbetrothed-aperfectlyinnocentandpermissibleproceeding,indeed。Evenhisown,perhapstoocomplacent,consciousnessoftheagreeableimprovementinhisappearancemighthavebeenforgiveninsuchcircumstances,seeingthatPyotrPetrovitchhadtakenuptheroleoffiance。Allhisclotheswerefreshfromthetailor'sandwereallright,exceptforbeingtoonewandtoodistinctlyappropriate。Eventhestylishnewroundhathadthesamesignificance。PyotrPetrovitchtreatedittoorespectfullyandheldittoocarefullyinhishands。Theexquisitepairoflavendergloves,realLouvain,toldthesametale,ifonlyfromthefactofhisnotwearingthem,butcarryingtheminhishandforshow。LightandyouthfulcolourspredominatedinPyotrPetrovitch'sattire。Heworeacharmingsummerjacketofafawnshade,lightthintrousers,awaistcoatofthesame,newandfinelinen,acravatofthelightestcambricwithpinkstripesonit,andthebestofitwas,thisallsuitedPyotrPetrovitch。Hisveryfreshandevenhandsomefacelookedyoungerthanhisforty-fiveyearsatalltimes。Hisdark,mutton-chopwhiskersmadeanagreeablesettingonbothsides,growingthicklyabouthisshining,clean-shavenchin。Evenhishair,touchedhereandtherewithgrey,thoughithadbeencombedandcurledatahairdresser's,didnotgivehimastupidappearance,ascurledhairusuallydoes,byinevitablysuggestingaGermanonhiswedding-day。Iftherereallywassomethingunpleasingandrepulsiveinhisrathergood-lookingandimposingcountenance,itwasduetoquiteothercauses。AfterscanningMr。Luzhinunceremoniously,Raskolnikovsmiledmalignantly,sankbackonthepillowandstaredattheceilingasbefore。
　　ButMr。Luzhinhardenedhisheartandseemedtodeterminetotakenonoticeoftheiroddities。
　　“Ifeelthegreatestregretatfindingyouinthissituation,“hebegan,againbreakingthesilencewithaneffort。“IfIhadbeenawareofyourillnessIshouldhavecomeearlier。Butyouknowwhatbusinessis。Ihave,too,averyimportantlegalaffairintheSenate,nottomentionotherpreoccupationswhichyoumaywellconjecture。Iamexpectingyourmammaandsisteranyminute。“
　　Raskolnikovmadeamovementandseemedabouttospeak;hisfaceshowedsomeexcitement。PyotrPetrovitchpaused,waited,butasnothingfollowed,hewenton：
　　“……Anyminute。Ihavefoundalodgingforthemontheirarrival。“
　　“Where？”askedRaskolnikovweakly。
　　“Verynearhere,inBakaleyev'shouse。“
　　“That'sinVoskresensky,“putinRazumihin。“Therearetwostoreysofrooms,letbyamerchantcalledYushin;I'vebeenthere。“
　　“Yes,rooms……“
　　“Adisgustingplace-filthy,stinkingand,what'smore,ofdoubtfulcharacter。Thingshavehappenedthere,andthereareallsortsofqueerpeoplelivingthere。AndIwentthereaboutascandalousbusiness。It'scheap,though……“
　　“Icouldnot,ofcourse,findoutsomuchaboutit,forIamastrangerinPetersburgmyself,“PyotrPetrovitchrepliedhuffily。
　　“However,thetworoomsareexceedinglyclean,andasitisforsoshortatime……Ihavealreadytakenapermanent,thatis,ourfutureflat,“hesaid,addressingRaskolnikov,“andIamhavingitdoneup。AndmeanwhileIammyselfcrampedforroominalodgingwithmyfriendAndreySemyonovitchLebeziatnikov,intheflatofMadameLippevechsel;itwashewhotoldmeofBakaleyev'shouse,too……“
　　“Lebeziatnikov？”saidRaskolnikovslowly,asifrecallingsomething。
　　“Yes,AndreySemyonovitchLebeziatnikov,aclerkintheMinistry。Doyouknowhim？”
　　“Yes……no,“Raskolnikovanswered。
　　“Excuseme,Ifanciedsofromyourinquiry。Iwasoncehisguardian……Averyniceyoungmanandadvanced。Iliketomeetyoungpeople：onelearnsnewthingsfromthem。“Luzhinlookedroundhopefullyatthemall。
　　“Howdoyoumean？”askedRazumihin。
　　“Inthemostseriousandessentialmatters,“PyotrPetrovitchreplied,asthoughdelightedatthequestion。“Yousee,it'stenyearssinceIvisitedPetersburg。Allthenovelties,reforms,ideashavereachedusintheprovinces,buttoseeitallmoreclearlyonemustbeinPetersburg。Andit'smynotionthatyouobserveandlearnmostbywatchingtheyoungergeneration。AndIconfessIamdelighted……“
　　“Atwhat？”
　　“Yourquestionisawideone。Imaybemistaken,butIfancyI
　　findclearerviews,more,sotosay,criticism,morepracticality……“
　　“That'strue,“Zossimovletdrop。
　　“Nonsense!There'snopracticality。“Razumihinflewathim。
　　“Practicalityisadifficultthingtofind;itdoesnotdropdownfromheaven。Andforthelasttwohundredyearswehavebeendivorcedfromallpracticallife。Ideas,ifyoulike,arefermenting,“hesaidtoPyotrPetrovitch,“anddesireforgoodexists,thoughit'sinachildishform,andhonestyyoumayfind,althoughtherearecrowdsofbrigands。Anyway,there'snopracticality。Practicalitygoeswellshod。“
　　“Idon'tagreewithyou,“PyotrPetrovitchreplied,withevidentenjoyment。“Ofcourse,peopledogetcarriedawayandmakemistakes,butonemusthaveindulgence;thosemistakesaremerelyevidenceofenthusiasmforthecauseandofabnormalexternalenvironment。Iflittlehasbeendone,thetimehasbeenbutshort;ofmeansIwillnotspeak。It'smypersonalview,ifyoucaretoknow,thatsomethinghasbeenaccomplishedalready。Newvaluableideas,newvaluableworksarecirculatingintheplaceofourolddreamyandromanticauthors。Literatureistakingamaturerform,manyinjuriousprejudicehavebeenrootedupandturnedintoridicule……Inaword,wehavecutourselvesoffirrevocablyfromthepast,andthat,tomythinking,isagreatthing……“
　　“He'slearntitbyhearttoshowoffRaskolnikovpronouncedsuddenly。
　　“What？”askedPyotrPetrovitch,notcatchinghiswords;buthereceivednoreply。
　　“That'salltrue,“Zossimovhastenedtointerpose。
　　“Isn'titso？”PyotrPetrovitchwenton,glancingaffablyatZossimov。“Youmustadmit,“hewenton,addressingRazumihinwithashadeoftriumphandsuperciliousness-healmostadded“youngman“-
　　“thatthereisanadvance,or,astheysaynow,progressinthenameofscienceandeconomictruth……“
　　“Acommonplace。“
　　“No,notacommonplace!Hitherto,forinstance,ifIweretold,'lovethyneighbour,'whatcameofit？”PyotrPetrovitchwenton,perhapswithexcessivehaste。“Itcametomytearingmycoatinhalftosharewithmyneighbourandwebothwerelefthalfnaked。AsaRussianproverbhasit,'catchseveralharesandyouwon'tcatchone。'
　　Sciencenowtellsus,loveyourselfbeforeallmen,foreverythingintheworldrestsonself-interest。Youloveyourselfandmanageyourownaffairsproperlyandyourcoatremainswhole。Economictruthaddsthatthebetterprivateaffairsareorganisedinsociety-themorewholecoats,sotosay-thefirmerareitsfoundationsandthebetteristhecommonwelfareorganisedtoo。Therefore,inacquiringwealthsolelyandexclusivelyformyself,Iamacquiringsotospeak,forall,andhelpingtobringtopassmyneighbour'sgettingalittlemorethanatorncoat;andthatnotfromprivate,personalliberality,butasaconsequenceofthegeneraladvance。Theideaissimple,butunhappilyithasbeenalongtimereachingus,beinghinderedbyidealismandsentimentality。Andyetitwouldseemtowantverylittlewittoperceiveit……“
　　“Excuseme,I'veverylittlewitmyself,“Razumihincutinsharply,“andsoletusdropit。Ibeganthisdiscussionwithanobject,butI'vegrownsosickduringthelastthreeyearsofthischatteringtoamuseoneself,ofthisincessantflowofcommonplaces,alwaysthesame,that,byJove,Iblushevenwhenotherpeopletalklikethat。Youareinahurry,nodoubt,toexhibityouracquirements;
　　andIdon'tblameyou,that'squitepardonable。Ionlywantedtofindoutwhatsortofmanyouare,forsomanyunscrupulouspeoplehavegotholdoftheprogressivecauseoflateandhavesodistortedintheirowninterestseverythingtheytouched,thatthewholecausehasbeendraggedinthemire。That'senough！”
　　“Excuseme,sir,“saidLuzhin,affronted,andspeakingwithexcessivedignity。“DoyoumeantosuggestsounceremoniouslythatI
　　too……“
　　“Oh,mydearsir……howcouldI?……Come,that'senough,“
　　Razumihinconcluded,andheturnedabruptlytoZossimovtocontinuetheirpreviousconversation。
　　PyotrPetrovitchhadthegoodsensetoacceptthedisavowal。Hemadeuphismindtotakeleaveinanotherminuteortwo。
　　“Itrustouracquaintance,“hesaid,addressingRaskolnikov,“may,uponyourrecoveryandinviewofthecircumstancesofwhichyouareaware,becomecloser……Aboveall,Ihopeforyourreturntohealth……“
　　Raskolnikovdidnoteventurnhishead。PyotrPetrovitchbegangettingupfromhischair。
　　“Oneofhercustomersmusthavekilledher,“Zossimovdeclaredpositively。
　　“Notadoubtofit,“repliedRazumihin。“Porfirydoesn'tgivehisopinion,butisexaminingallwhohaveleftpledgeswithherthere。“
　　“Examiningthem？”Raskolnikovaskedaloud。
　　“Yes。Whatthen？”
　　“Nothing。“
　　“Howdoeshegetholdofthem？”askedZossimov。
　　“Kochhasgiventhenamesofsomeofthem,othernamesareonthewrappersofthepledgesandsomehavecomeforwardofthemselves。“
　　“Itmusthavebeenacunningandpractisedruffian!Theboldnessofit!Thecoolness！”
　　“That'sjustwhatitwasn't！”interposedRazumihin。“That'swhatthrowsyoualloffthescent。ButImaintainthatheisnotcunning,norpractised,andprobablythiswashisfirstcrime!Thesuppositionthatitwasacalculatedcrimeandacunningcriminaldoesn'twork。Supposehimtohavebeeninexperienced,andit'sclearthatitwasonlyachancethatsavedhim-andchancemaydoanything。Why,hedidnotforeseeobstacles,perhaps!Andhowdidhesettowork?Hetookjewelsworthtenortwentyroubles,stuffinghispocketswiththem,ransackedtheoldwoman'strunk,herrags-
　　andtheyfoundfifteenhundredroubles,besidesnotes,inaboxinthetopdrawerofthechest!Hedidnotknowhowtorob;hecouldonlymurder。Itwashisfirstcrime,Iassureyou,hisfirstcrime;helosthishead。Andhegotoffmorebyluckthangoodcounsel！”
　　“Youaretalkingofthemurderoftheoldpawnbroker,Ibelieve？”
　　PyotrPetrovitchputin,addressingZossimov。Hewasstanding,hatandglovesinhand,butbeforedepartinghefeltdisposedtothrowoffafewmoreintellectualphrases。Hewasevidentlyanxioustomakeafavourableimpressionandhisvanityovercamehisprudence。
　　“Yes。You'veheardofit？”
　　“Oh,yes,beingintheneighbourhood。“
　　“Doyouknowthedetails？”
　　“Ican'tsaythat;butanothercircumstanceinterestsmeinthecase-thewholequestion,sotosay。Nottospeakofthefactthatcrimehasbeengreatlyontheincreaseamongthelowerclassesduringthelastfiveyears,nottospeakofthecasesofrobberyandarsoneverywhere,whatstrikesmeasthestrangestthingisthatinthehigherclasses,too,crimeisincreasingproportionately。Inoneplaceonehearsofastudent'srobbingthemailonthehighroad;inanotherplacepeopleofgoodsocialpositionforgefalsebanknotes;inMoscowoflateawholeganghasbeencapturedwhousedtoforgelotterytickets,andoneoftheringleaderswasalecturerinuniversalhistory;thenoursecretaryabroadwasmurderedfromsomeobscuremotiveofgain……Andifthisoldwoman,thepawnbroker,hasbeenmurderedbysomeoneofahigherclassinsociety-forpeasantsdon'tpawngoldtrinkets-howarewetoexplainthisdemoralisationofthecivilisedpartofoursociety？”
　　“Therearemanyeconomicchanges,“putinZossimov。
　　“Howarewetoexplainit？”Razumihincaughthimup。“Itmightbeexplainedbyourinveterateunpracticality。“
　　“Howdoyoumean？”
　　“WhatanswerhadyourlecturerinMoscowtomaketothequestionwhyhewasforgingnotes?'Everybodyisgettingrichonewayoranother,soIwanttomakehastetogetrichtoo。'Idon'tremembertheexactwords,buttheupshotwasthathewantsmoneyfornothing,withoutwaitingorworking!We'vegrownusedtohavingeverythingready-made,towalkingoncrutches,tohavingourfoodchewedforus。Thenthegreathourstruck,*andeverymanshowedhimselfinhistruecolours。“-
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　　“Butmorality?Andsotospeak,principles……“
　　“Butwhydoyouworryaboutit？”Raskolnikovinterposedsuddenly。
　　“It'sinaccordancewithyourtheory！”
　　“Inaccordancewithmytheory？”
　　“Why,carryoutlogicallythetheoryyouwereadvocatingjustnow,anditfollowsthatpeoplemaybekilled……“
　　“Uponmyword！”criedLuzhin。
　　“No,that'snotso,“putinZossimov。
　　Raskolnikovlaywithawhitefaceandtwitchingupperlip,breathingpainfully。
　　“There'sameasureinallthings,“Luzhinwentonsuperciliously。
　　“Economicideasarenotanincitementtomurder,andonehasbuttosuppose……“
　　“Andisittrue,“Raskolnikovinterposedoncemoresuddenly,againinavoicequiveringwithfuryanddelightininsultinghim,“isittruethatyoutoldyourfiancee……withinanhourofheracceptance,thatwhatpleasedyoumost……wasthatshewasabeggar……becauseitwasbettertoraiseawifefrompoverty,sothatyoumayhavecompletecontroloverher,andreproachherwithyourbeingherbenefactor？”
　　“Uponmyword,“Luzhincriedwrathfullyandirritably,crimsonwithconfusion,“todistortmywordsinthisway!Excuseme,allowmetoassureyouthatthereportwhichhasreachedyou,orratherletmesay,hasbeenconveyedtoyou,hasnofoundationintruth,andI……suspectwho……inaword……thisarrow……inaword,yourmamma……Sheseemedtomeinotherthings,withallherexcellentqualities,ofasomewhathighflownandromanticwayofthinking……
　　ButIwasathousandmilesfromsupposingthatshewouldmisunderstandandmisrepresentthingsinsofancifulaway……Andindeed……
　　indeed……“
　　“Itellyouwhat,“criedRaskolnikov,raisinghimselfonhispillowandfixinghispiercing,glitteringeyesuponhim,“Itellyouwhat。“
　　“What？”Luzhinstoodstill,waitingwithadefiantandoffendedface。Silencelastedforsomeseconds。
　　“Why,ifeveragain……youdaretomentionasingleword……aboutmymother……Ishallsendyouflyingdownstairs！”
　　“What'sthematterwithyou？”criedRazumihin。
　　“Sothat'showitis？”Luzhinturnedpaleandbithislip。“Letmetellyou,sir,“hebegandeliberately,doinghisutmosttorestrainhimselfbutbreathinghard,“atthefirstmomentIsawyouyouwereill-disposedtome,butIremainedhereonpurposetofindoutmore。I
　　couldforgiveagreatdealinasickmanandaconnection,butyou……neverafterthis……“
　　“Iamnotill,“criedRaskolnikov。
　　“Somuchtheworse……“
　　“Gotohell！”
　　ButLuzhinwasalreadyleavingwithoutfinishinghisspeech,squeezingbetweenthetableandthechair;Razumihingotupthistimetolethimpass。Withoutglancingatanyone,andnotevennoddingtoZossimov,whohadforsometimebeenmakingsignstohimtoletthesickmanalone,hewentout,liftinghishattothelevelofhisshoulderstoavoidcrushingitashestoopedtogooutofthedoor。Andeventhecurveofhisspinewasexpressiveofthehorribleinsulthehadreceived。
　　“Howcouldyou-howcouldyou！”Razumihinsaid,shakinghisheadinperplexity。
　　“Letmealone-letmealoneallofyou！”Raskolnikovcriedinafrenzy。“Willyoueverleaveofftormentingme?Iamnotafraidofyou!Iamnotafraidofanyone,anyonenow!Getawayfromme!Iwanttobealone,alone,alone！”
　　“Comealong,“saidZossimov,noddingtoRazumihin。
　　“Butwecan'tleavehimlikethis！”
　　“Comealong,“Zossimovrepeatedinsistently,andhewentout。
　　Razumihinthoughtaminuteandrantoovertakehim。
　　“Itmightbeworsenottoobeyhim,“saidZossimovonthestairs。
　　“Hemustn'tbeirritated。“
　　“What'sthematterwithhim？”
　　“Ifonlyhecouldgetsomefavourableshock,that'swhatwoulddoit!Atfirsthewasbetter……Youknowhehasgotsomethingonhismind!Somefixedideaweighingonhim……Iamverymuchafraidso;hemusthave！”
　　“Perhapsit'sthatgentleman,PyotrPetrovitch。FromhisconversationIgatherheisgoingtomarryhissister,andthathehadreceivedaletteraboutitjustbeforehisillness……“
　　“Yes,confoundtheman!hemayhaveupsetthecasealtogether。Buthaveyounoticed,hetakesnointerestinanything,hedoesnotrespondtoanythingexceptonepointonwhichheseemsexcited-that'sthemurder？”
　　“Yes,yes,“Razumihinagreed,“Inoticedthat,too。Heisinterested,frightened。Itgavehimashockonthedayhewasillinthepoliceoffice;hefainted。“
　　“TellmemoreaboutthatthiseveningandI'lltellyousomethingafterwards。Heinterestsmeverymuch!InhalfanhourI'llgoandseehimagain……There'llbenoinflammationthough。“
　　“Thanks!AndI'llwaitwithPashenkameantimeandwillkeepwatchonhimthroughNastasya……“
　　Raskolnikov,leftalone,lookedwithimpatienceandmiseryatNastasya,butshestilllingered。
　　“Won'tyouhavesometeanow？”sheasked。
　　“Later!Iamsleepy!Leaveme。“
　　Heturnedabruptlytothewall;Nastasyawentout。
　　ChapterSixBUTASSOONasshewentout,hegotup,latchedthedoor,undidtheparcelwhichRazumihinhadbroughtinthateveningandhadtiedupagainandbegandressing。Strangetosay,heseemedimmediatelytohavebecomeperfectlycalm;notatraceofhisrecentdeliriumnorofthepanicfearthathadhauntedhimoflate。Itwasthefirstmomentofastrangesuddencalm。Hismovementswerepreciseanddefinite;afirmpurposewasevidentinthem。“To-day,to-day,“hemutteredtohimself。Heunderstoodthathewasstillweak,buthisintensespiritualconcentrationgavehimstrengthandself-confidence。
　　Hehoped,moreover,thathewouldnotfalldowninthestreet。Whenhehaddressedinentirelynewclothes,helookedatthemoneylyingonthetable,andafteramoment'sthoughtputitinhispocket。Itwastwenty-fiveroubles。HetookalsoallthecopperchangefromthetenroublesspentbyRazumihinontheclothes。Thenhesoftlyunlatchedthedoor,wentout,slippeddownstairsandglancedinattheopenkitchendoor。Nastasyawasstandingwithherbacktohim,blowingupthelandlady'ssamovar。Sheheardnothing。Whowouldhavedreamedofhisgoingout,indeed?Aminutelaterhewasinthestreet。
　　Itwasnearlyeighto'clock,thesunwassetting。Itwasasstiflingasbefore,butheeagerlydrankinthestinking,dustytownair。Hisheadfeltratherdizzy;asortofsavageenergygleamedsuddenlyinhisfeverisheyesandhiswasted,paleandyellowface。Hedidnotknowanddidnotthinkwherehewasgoing,hehadonethoughtonly“thatallthismustbeendedto-day,onceforall,immediately;thathewouldnotreturnhomewithoutit,becausehewouldnotgoonlivinglikethat。“How,withwhattomakeanend?Hehadnotanideaaboutit,hedidnotevenwanttothinkofit。Hedroveawaythought;
　　thoughttorturedhim。Allheknew,allhefeltwasthateverythingmustbechanged“onewayoranother,“herepeatedwithdesperateandimmovableself-confidenceanddetermination。
　　FromoldhabithetookhisusualwalkinthedirectionoftheHayMarket。Adark-hairedyoungmanwithabarrelorganwasstandingintheroadinfrontofalittlegeneralshopandwasgrindingoutaverysentimentalsong。Hewasaccompanyingagirloffifteen,whostoodonthepavementinfrontofhim。Shewasdressedupinacrinoline,amantleandastrawhatwithaflame-colouredfeatherinit,allveryoldandshabby。Inastrongandratheragreeablevoice,crackedandcoarsenedbystreetsinging,shesanginhopeofgettingacopperfromtheshop。Raskolnikovjoinedtwoorthreelisteners,tookoutafivecopeckpieceandputitinthegirl'shand。Shebrokeoffabruptlyonasentimentalhighnote,shoutedsharplytotheorgangrinder“Comeon,“andbothmovedontothenextshop。
　　“Doyoulikestreetmusic？”saidRaskolnikov,addressingamiddle-agedmanstandingidlybyhim。Themanlookedathim,startledandwondering。
　　“Ilovetohearsingingtoastreetorgan,“saidRaskolnikov,andhismannerseemedstrangelyoutofkeepingwiththesubject-“Ilikeitoncold,dark,dampautumnevenings-theymustbedamp-whenallthepassers-byhavepalegreen,sicklyfaces,orbetterstillwhenwetsnowisfallingstraightdown,whenthere'snowind-youknowwhatI
　　mean?andthestreetlampsshinethroughit……“
　　“Idon'tknow……Excuseme……“mutteredthestranger,frightenedbythequestionandRaskolnikov'sstrangemanner,andhecrossedovertotheothersideofthestreet。
　　RaskolnikovwalkedstraightonandcameoutatthecorneroftheHayMarket,wherethehucksterandhiswifehadtalkedwithLizaveta;
　　buttheywerenottherenow。Recognisingtheplace,hestopped,lookedroundandaddressedayoungfellowinaredshirtwhostoodgapingbeforeacornchandler'sshop。
　　“Isn'tthereamanwhokeepsaboothwithhiswifeatthiscorner？”
　　“Allsortsofpeoplekeepboothshere,“answeredtheyoungman,glancingsuperciliouslyatRaskolnikov。
　　“What'shisname？”
　　“Whathewaschristened。“
　　“Aren'tyouaZaraiskyman,too?Whichprovince？”
　　TheyoungmanlookedatRaskolnikovagain。
　　“It'snotaprovince,yourexcellency,butadistrict。Graciouslyforgiveme,yourexcellency！”
　　“Isthatatavernatthetopthere？”
　　“Yes,it'saneating-houseandthere'sabilliard-roomandyou'llfindprincessestheretoo……La-la！”
　　Raskolnikovcrossedthesquare。Inthatcornertherewasadensecrowdofpeasants。Hepushedhiswayintothethickestpartofit,lookingatthefaces。Hefeltanunaccountableinclinationtoenterintoconversationwithpeople。Butthepeasantstooknonoticeofhim;
　　theywereallshoutingingroupstogether。HestoodandthoughtalittleandtookaturningtotherightinthedirectionofV。
　　Hehadoftencrossedthatlittlestreetwhichturnsatanangle,leadingfromthemarket-placetoSadovyStreet。Oflatehehadoftenfeltdrawntowanderaboutthisdistrict,whenhefeltdepressed,thathemightfeelmoreso。
　　Nowhewalkedalong,thinkingofnothing。Atthatpointthereisagreatblockofbuildings,entirelyletoutindramshopsandeating-houses;womenwerecontinuallyrunninginandout,bare-headedandintheirindoorclothes。Hereandtheretheygatheredingroups,onthepavement,especiallyabouttheentrancestovariousfestiveestablishmentsinthelowerstoreys。Fromoneofthesealouddin,soundsofsinging,thetinklingofaguitarandshoutsofmerriment,floatedintothestreet。Acrowdofwomenwerethrongingroundthedoor;someweresittingonthesteps,othersonthepavement,otherswerestandingtalking。Adrunkensoldier,smokingacigarette,waswalkingnearthemintheroad,swearing;heseemedtobetryingtofindhiswaysomewhere,buthadforgottenwhere。Onebeggarwasquarrellingwithanother,andamandeaddrunkwaslyingrightacrosstheroad。Raskolnikovjoinedthethrongofwomen,whoweretalkinginhuskyvoices。Theywerebare-headedandworecottondressesandgoatskinshoes。Therewerewomenoffortyandsomenotmorethanseventeen;almostallhadblackenedeyes。