Becausewewerealone,utterlyalone,“shesaidplaintivelyandstoppedshort,suddenly,recollectingitwasstillsomewhatdangeroustospeakofPyotrPetrovitch,although“wearequitehappyagain。“
　　“Yes,yes……Ofcourseit'sveryannoying……“Raskolnikovmutteredinreply,butwithsuchapreoccupiedandinattentiveairthatDouniagazedathiminperplexity。
　　“WhatelsewasitIwantedtosay,“hewentontryingtorecollect。“Oh,yes;mother,andyoutoo,Dounia,pleasedon'tthinkthatIdidn'tmeantocomeandseeyouto-dayandwaswaitingforyoutocomefirst。“
　　“Whatareyousaying,Rodya？”criedPulcheriaAlexandrovna。She,too,wassurprised。
　　“Isheansweringusasaduty？”Douniawondered。“Ishebeingreconciledandaskingforgivenessasthoughhewereperformingariteorrepeatingalesson？”
　　“I'veonlyjustwakedup,andwantedtogotoyou,butwasdelayedowingtomyclothes;Iforgotyesterdaytoaskher……Nastasya……towashouttheblood……I'veonlyjustdressed。“
　　“Blood!Whatblood？”PulcheriaAlexandrovnaaskedinalarm。
　　“Oh,nothing-don'tbeuneasy。ItwaswhenIwaswanderingaboutyesterday,ratherdelirious,Ichanceduponamanwhohadbeenrunover……aclerk……“
　　“Delirious?Butyouremembereverything！”Razumihininterrupted。
　　“That'strue,“Raskolnikovansweredwithspecialcarefulness。“I
　　remembereverythingeventotheslightestdetail,andyet-whyIdidthatandwentthereandsaidthat,Ican'tclearlyexplainnow。“
　　“Afamiliarphenomenon,“interposedZossimov,“actionsaresometimesperformedinamasterlyandmostcunningway,whilethedirectionoftheactionsisderangedanddependentonvariousmorbidimpressions-
　　it'slikeadream。“
　　“Perhapsit'sagoodthingreallythatheshouldthinkmealmostamadman,“thoughtRaskolnikov。
　　“Why,peopleinperfecthealthactinthesamewaytoo,“observedDounia,lookinguneasilyatZossimov。
　　“Thereissometruthinyourobservation,“thelatterreplied。“Inthatsensewearecertainlyallnotinfrequentlylikemadmen,butwiththeslightdifferencethatthederangedaresomewhatmadder,forwemustdrawaline。Anormalman,itistrue,hardlyexists。Amongdozens-perhapshundredsofthousands-hardlyoneistobemetwith。“
　　Attheword“madman,“carelesslydroppedbyZossimovinhischatteronhisfavouritesubject,everyonefrowned。
　　Raskolnikovsatseemingnottopayattention,plungedinthoughtwithastrangesmileonhispalelips。Hewasstillmeditatingonsomething。
　　“Well,whataboutthemanwhowasrunover?Iinterruptedyou！”
　　Razumihincriedhastily。
　　“What？”Raskolnikovseemedtowakeup。“Oh……Igotspatteredwithbloodhelpingtocarryhimtohislodging。Bytheway,mamma,Ididanunpardonablethingyesterday。Iwasliterallyoutofmymind。Igaveawayallthemoneyyousentme……tohiswifeforthefuneral。She'sawidownow,inconsumption,apoorcreature……threelittlechildren,starving……nothinginthehouse……there'sadaughter,too……perhapsyou'dhavegivenityourselfifyou'dseenthem。ButIhadnorighttodoitIadmit,especiallyasIknewhowyouneededthemoneyyourself。
　　Tohelpothersonemusthavetherighttodoit,orelseCrevez,chiens,sivousn'etespascontents。“Helaughed,“That'sright,isn'tit,Dounia？”
　　“No,it'snot,“answeredDouniafirmly。
　　“Bah!you,too,haveideals,“hemuttered,lookingatheralmostwithhatred,andsmilingsarcastically。“Ioughttohaveconsideredthat……Well,that'spraiseworthy,andit'sbetterforyou……andifyoureachalineyouwon'toverstep,youwillbeunhappy……andifyouoverstepit,maybeyouwillbestillunhappier……Butallthat'snonsense,“headdedirritably,vexedatbeingcarriedaway。
　　“IonlymeanttosaythatIbegyourforgiveness,mother,“heconcluded,shortlyandabruptly。
　　“That'senough,Rodya,Iamsurethateverythingyoudoisverygood,“saidhismother,delighted。
　　“Don'tbetoosure,“heanswered,twistinghismouthintoasmile。
　　Asilencefollowed。Therewasacertainconstraintinallthisconversation,andinthesilence,andinthereconciliation,andintheforgiveness,andallwerefeelingit。
　　“Itisasthoughtheywereafraidofme,“Raskolnikovwasthinkingtohimself,lookingaskanceathismotherandsister。PulcheriaAlexandrovnawasindeedgrowingmoretimidthelongershekeptsilent。
　　“YetintheirabsenceIseemedtolovethemsomuch,“flashedthroughhismind。
　　“Doyouknow,Rodya,MarfaPetrovnaisdead,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnasuddenlyblurtedout。
　　“WhatMarfaPetrovna？”
　　“Oh,mercyonus-MarfaPetrovnaSvidrigailov。Iwroteyousomuchabouther。“
　　“A-a-h!Yes,Iremember……Soshe'sdead!Oh,really？”herousedhimselfsuddenly,asifwakingup。“Whatdidshedieof？”
　　“Onlyimagine,quitesuddenly,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnaansweredhurriedly,encouragedbyhiscuriosity。“OntheverydayIwassendingyouthatletter!Wouldyoubelieveit,thatawfulmanseemstohavebeenthecauseofherdeath。Theysayhebeatherdreadfully。“
　　“Why,weretheyonsuchbadterms？”heasked,addressinghissister。
　　“Notatall。Quitethecontraryindeed。Withher,hewasalwaysverypatient,considerateeven。Infact,allthosesevenyearsoftheirmarriedlifehegavewaytoher,toomuchsoindeed,inmanycases。
　　Allofasuddenheseemstohavelostpatience。“
　　“Thenhecouldnothavebeensoawfulifhecontrolledhimselfforsevenyears?Youseemtobedefendinghim,Dounia？”
　　“No,no,he'sanawfulman!Icanimaginenothingmoreawful！”
　　Douniaanswered,almostwithashudder,knittingherbrows,andsinkingintothought。
　　“Thathadhappenedinthemorning,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnawentonhurriedly。“Anddirectlyafterwardssheorderedthehorsestobeharnessedtodrivetothetownimmediatelyafterdinner。Shealwaysusedtodrivetothetowninsuchcases。Sheateaverygooddinner,I
　　amtold……“
　　“Afterthebeating？”
　　“Thatwasalwaysher……habit;andimmediatelyafterdinner,soasnottobelateinstarting,shewenttothebathhouse……Yousee,shewasundergoingsometreatmentwithbaths。Theyhaveacoldspringthere,andsheusedtobatheinitregularlyeveryday,andnosoonerhadshegotintothewaterwhenshesuddenlyhadastroke！”
　　“Ishouldthinkso,“saidZossimov。
　　“Anddidhebeatherbadly？”
　　“Whatdoesthatmatter！”putinDounia。
　　“H'm!ButIdon'tknowwhyyouwanttotellussuchgossip,mother,“
　　saidRaskolnikovirritably,asitwereinspiteofhimself。
　　“Ah,mydear,Idon'tknowwhattotalkabout,“brokefromPulcheriaAlexandrovna。
　　“Why,areyouallafraidofme？”heasked,withaconstrainedsmile。
　　“That'scertainlytrue,“saidDounia,lookingdirectlyandsternlyatherbrother。“Motherwascrossingherselfwithterrorasshecameupthestairs。“
　　Hisfaceworked,asthoughinconvulsion。
　　“Ach,whatareyousaying,Dounia!Don'tbeangry,please,Rodya……
　　Whydidyousaythat,Dounia？”PulcheriaAlexandrovnabegan,overwhelmed-“Yousee,cominghere,Iwasdreamingalltheway,inthetrain,howweshouldmeet,howweshouldtalkovereverythingtogether……AndIwassohappy,Ididnotnoticethejourney!ButwhatamIsaying?Iamhappynow……Youshouldnot,Dounia……Iamhappynow-simplyinseeingyou,Rodya……“
　　“Hush,mother,“hemutteredinconfusion,notlookingather,butpressingherhand。“Weshallhavetimetospeakfreelyofeverything！”
　　Ashesaidthis,hewassuddenlyoverwhelmedwithconfusionandturnedpale。Againthatawfulsensationhehadknownoflatepassedwithdeadlychilloverhissoul。Againitbecamesuddenlyplainandperceptibletohimthathehadjusttoldafearfullie-thathewouldnevernowbeabletospeakfreelyofeverything-thathewouldneveragainbeabletospeakofanythingtoanyone。Theanguishofthisthoughtwassuchthatforamomenthealmostforgothimself。Hegotupfromhisseat,andnotlookingatanyonewalkedtowardsthedoor。
　　“Whatareyouabout？”criedRazumihin,clutchinghimbythearm。
　　Hesatdownagain,andbeganlookingabouthim,insilence。Theywerealllookingathiminperplexity。
　　“Butwhatareyouallsodullfor？”heshouted,suddenlyandquiteunexpectedly。“Dosaysomething!What'stheuseofsittinglikethis?Come,dospeak。Letustalk……Wemeettogetherandsitinsilence……Come,anything！”
　　“ThankGod;Iwasafraidthesamethingasyesterdaywasbeginningagain,“saidPulcheriaAlexandrovna,crossingherself。
　　“Whatisthematter,Rodya？”askedAvdotyaRomanovna,distrustfully。
　　“Oh,nothing!Irememberedsomething,“heanswered,andsuddenlylaughed。
　　“Well,ifyourememberedsomething;that'sallright!……Iwasbeginningtothink……“mutteredZossimov,gettingupfromthesofa。
　　“Itistimeformetobeoff。Iwilllookinagainperhaps……ifI
　　can……“Hemadehisbows,andwentout。
　　“Whatanexcellentman！”observedPulcheriaAlexandrovna。
　　“Yes,excellent,splendid,well-educated,intelligent,“
　　Raskolnikovbegan,suddenlyspeakingwithsurprisingrapidity,andalivelinesshehadnotshowntillthen。“Ican'trememberwhereImethimbeforemyillness……IbelieveIhavemethimsomewhere……Andthisisagoodman,too,“henoddedatRazumihin。“Doyoulikehim,Dounia？”heaskedher;andsuddenly,forsomeunknownreason,laughed。
　　“Verymuch,“answeredDounia。
　　“Foo-whatapigyouare,“Razumihinprotested,blushinginterribleconfusion,andhegotupfromhischair。PulcheriaAlexandrovnasmiledfaintly,butRaskolnikovlaughedaloud。
　　“Whereareyouoffto？”
　　“Imustgo。“
　　“Youneednotatall。Stay。Zossimovhasgone,soyoumust。Don'tgo。What'sthetime?Isittwelveo'clock?Whataprettywatchyouhavegot,Dounia。Butwhyareyouallsilentagain?Idoallthetalking。“
　　“ItwasapresentfromMarfaPetrovna,“answeredDounia。
　　“Andaveryexpensiveone！”addedPulcheriaAlexandrovna。
　　“A-ah!Whatabigone!Hardlylikealady's。“
　　“Ilikethatsort,“saidDounia。
　　“Soitisnotapresentfromherfiance,“thoughtRazumihin,andwasunreasonablydelighted。
　　“IthoughtitwasLuzhin'spresent,“observedRaskolnikov。
　　“No,hehasnotmadeDouniaanypresentsyet。“
　　“A-ah!Anddoyouremember,mother,Iwasinloveandwantedtogetmarried？”hesaidsuddenly,lookingathismother,whowasdisconcertedbythesuddenchangeofsubjectandthewayhespokeofit。
　　“Oh,yes,mydear。“
　　PulcheriaAlexandrovnaexchangedglanceswithDouniaandRazumihin。
　　“H'm,yes。WhatshallItellyou?Idon'tremembermuchindeed。
　　Shewassuchasicklygirl,“hewenton,growingdreamyandlookingdownagain。“Quiteaninvalid。Shewasfondofgivingalmstothepoor,andwasalwaysdreamingofanunnery,andoncesheburstintotearswhenshebegantalkingtomeaboutit。Yes,yes,Iremember。I
　　rememberverywell。Shewasanuglylittlething。Ireallydon'tknowwhatdrewmetoherthen-Ithinkitwasbecauseshewasalwaysill。Ifshehadbeenlameorhunchback,IbelieveIshouldhavelikedherbetterstill,“hesmileddreamily。“Yes,itwasasortofspringdelirium。“
　　“No,itwasnotonlyspringdelirium,“saidDounia,withwarmfeeling。
　　Hefixedastrainedintentlookonhissister,butdidnothearordidnotunderstandherwords。Then,completelylostinthought,hegotup,wentuptohismother,kissedher,wentbacktohisplaceandsatdown。
　　“Youloveherevennow？”saidPulcheriaAlexandrovna,touched。
　　“Her?Now?Oh,yes……Youaskabouther?No……that'sallnowasitwere,inanotherworld……andsolongago。Andindeedeverythinghappeninghereseemssomehowfaraway。“Helookedattentivelyatthem。
　　“Younow……Iseemtobelookingatyoufromathousandmilesaway……but,goodnessknowswhywearetalkingofthat!Andwhat'stheuseofaskingaboutit,“headdedwithannoyance,andbitinghisnails,hefellintodreamysilenceagain。
　　“Whatawretchedlodgingyouhave,Rodya!It'slikeatomb,“saidPulcheriaAlexandrovna,suddenlybreakingtheoppressivesilence。“I
　　amsureit'squitehalfthroughyourlodgingyouhavebecomesomelancholy。“
　　“Mylodging,“heanswered,listlessly。“Yes,thelodginghadagreatdealtodowithit……Ithoughtthat,too……Ifonlyyouknew,though,whatastrangethingyousaidjustnow,mother,“hesaid,laughingstrangely。
　　Alittlemore,andtheircompanionship,thismotherandthissister,withhimafterthreeyears'absence,thisintimatetoneofconversation,infaceoftheutterimpossibilityofreallyspeakingaboutanything,wouldhavebeenbeyondhispowerofendurance。Buttherewasoneurgentmatterwhichmustbesettledonewayortheotherthatday-sohehaddecidedwhenhewoke。Nowhewasgladtorememberit,asameansofescape。
　　“Listen,Dounia,“hebegan,gravelyanddrily,“ofcourseIbegyourpardonforyesterday,butIconsideritmydutytotellyouagainthatIdonotwithdrawfrommychiefpoint。ItismeorLuzhin。IfIamascoundrel,youmustnotbe。Oneisenough。IfyoumarryLuzhin,I
　　ceaseatoncetolookonyouasasister。“
　　“Rodya,Rodya!Itisthesameasyesterdayagain,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnacried,mournfully。“Andwhydoyoucallyourselfascoundrel?Ican'tbearit。Yousaidthesameyesterday。“
　　“Brother,“Douniaansweredfirmlyandwiththesamedryness。“Inallthisthereisamistakeonyourpart。Ithoughtitoveratnight,andfoundoutthemistake。ItisallbecauseyouseemtofancyIamsacrificingmyselftosomeoneandforsomeone。Thatisnotthecaseatall。Iamsimplymarryingformyownsake,becausethingsarehardforme。Though,ofcourse,IshallbegladifIsucceedinbeingusefultomyfamily。Butthatisnotthechiefmotiveformydecision……“
　　“Sheislying,“hethoughttohimself,bitinghisnailsvindictively。“Proudcreature!Shewon'tadmitshewantstodoitoutofcharity!Toohaughty!Oh,basecharacters!Theyevenloveasthoughtheyhate……Oh,howI……hatethemall！”
　　“Infact,“continuedDounia,“IammarryingPyotrPetrovitchbecauseoftwoevilsIchoosetheless。Iintendtodohonestlyallheexpectsofme,soIamnotdeceivinghim……Whydidyousmilejustnow？”She,too,flushed,andtherewasagleamofangerinhereyes。
　　“All？”heasked,withamalignantgrin。
　　“Withincertainlimits。BoththemannerandformofPyotrPetrovitch'scourtshipshowedmeatoncewhathewanted。Hemay,ofcourse,thinktoowellofhimself,butIhopeheesteemsme,too……
　　Whyareyoulaughingagain？”
　　“Andwhyareyoublushingagain?Youarelying,sister。Youareintentionallylying,simplyfromfeminineobstinacy,simplytoholdyourownagainstme……YoucannotrespectLuzhin。Ihaveseenhimandtalkedwithhim。Soyouaresellingyourselfformoney,andsoinanycaseyouareactingbasely,andIamgladatleastthatyoucanblushforit。“
　　“Itisnottrue。Iamnotlying,“criedDounia,losinghercomposure。“IwouldnotmarryhimifIwerenotconvincedthatheesteemsmeandthinkshighlyofme。IwouldnotmarryhimifIwerenotfirmlyconvincedthatIcanrespecthim。Fortunately,Icanhaveconvincingproofofitthisveryday……andsuchamarriageisnotavileness,asyousay!Andevenifyouwereright,ifIreallyhaddeterminedonavileaction,isitnotmercilessonyourparttospeaktomelikethat?Whydoyoudemandofmeaheroismthatperhapsyouhavenoteither?Itisdespotism;itistyranny。IfIruinanyone,itisonlymyself……Iamnotcommittingamurder。Whydoyoulookatmelikethat?Whyareyousopale?Rodya,darling,what'sthematter？”
　　“Goodheavens!Youhavemadehimfaint,“criedPulcheriaAlexandrovna。
　　“No,no,nonsense!It'snothing。Alittlegiddiness-notfainting。
　　Youhavefaintingonthebrain。H'm,yes,whatwasIsaying?Oh,yes。Inwhatwaywillyougetconvincingproofto-daythatyoucanrespecthim,andthathe……esteemsyou,asyousaid。Ithinkyousaidto-day？”
　　“Mother,showRodyaPyotrPetrovitch'sletter,“saidDounia。
　　Withtremblinghands,PulcheriaAlexandrovnagavehimtheletter。Hetookitwithgreatinterest,but,beforeopeningit,hesuddenlylookedwithasortofwonderatDounia。
　　“Itisstrange,“hesaid,slowly,asthoughstruckbyanewidea。
　　“WhatamImakingsuchafussfor?Whatisitallabout?Marrywhomyoulike！”
　　Hesaidthisasthoughtohimself,butsaiditaloud,andlookedforsometimeathissister,asthoughpuzzled。Heopenedtheletteratlast,stillwiththesamelookofstrangewonderonhisface。Then,slowlyandattentively,hebeganreading,andreaditthroughtwice。
　　PulcheriaAlexandrovnashowedmarkedanxiety,andallindeedexpectedsomethingparticular。
　　“Whatsurprisesme,“hebegan,afterashortpause,handingthelettertohismother,butnotaddressinganyoneinparticular,“isthatheisabusinessman,alawyer,andhisconversationispretentiousindeed,andyethewritessuchanuneducatedletter。“
　　Theyallstarted。Theyhadexpectedsomethingquitedifferent。
　　“Buttheyallwritelikethat,youknow,“Razumihinobserved,abruptly。
　　“Haveyoureadit？”
　　“Yes。“
　　“Weshowedhim,Rodya。We……consultedhimjustnow,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnabegan,embarrassed。
　　“That'sjustthejargonofthecourts,“Razumihinputin。“Legaldocumentsarewrittenlikethattothisday。“
　　“Legal?Yes,it'sjustlegal-businesslanguage-notsoveryuneducated,andnotquiteeducated-businesslanguage！”
　　“PyotrPetrovitchmakesnosecretofthefactthathehadacheapeducation,heisproudindeedofhavingmadehisownway,“AvdotyaRomanovnaobserved,somewhatoffendedbyherbrother'stone。
　　“Well,ifhe'sproudofit,hehasreason,Idon'tdenyit。Youseemtobeoffended,sister,atmymakingonlysuchafrivolouscriticismontheletter,andtothinkthatIspeakofsuchtriflingmattersonpurposetoannoyyou。Itisquitethecontrary,anobservationaproposofthestyleoccurredtomethatisbynomeansirrelevantasthingsstand。Thereisoneexpression,'blameyourselves'putinverysignificantlyandplainly,andthereisbesidesathreatthathewillgoawayatonceifIampresent。Thatthreattogoawayisequivalenttoathreattoabandonyoubothifyouaredisobedient,andtoabandonyounowaftersummoningyoutoPetersburg。Well,whatdoyouthink?CanoneresentsuchanexpressionfromLuzhin,asweshouldifhehepointedtoRazumihinhadwrittenit,orZossimov,oroneofus？”
　　“N-no,“answeredDounia,withmoreanimation。“Isawclearlythatitwastoonaivelyexpressed,andthatperhapshesimplyhasnoskillinwriting……thatisatruecriticism,brother。Ididnotexpect,indeed……“
　　“Itisexpressedinlegalstyle,andsoundscoarserthanperhapsheintended。ButImustdisillusionyoualittle。Thereisoneexpressionintheletter,oneslanderaboutme,andratheracontemptibleone。Igavethemoneylastnighttothewidow,awomaninconsumption,crushedwithtrouble,andnot'onthepretextofthefuneral,'butsimplytopayforthefuneral,andnottothedaughter-ayoungwoman,ashewrites,ofnotoriousbehaviourwhomIsawlastnightforthefirsttimeinmylife-buttothewidow。
　　InallthisIseeatoohastydesiretoslandermeandtoraisedissensionbetweenus。Itisexpressedagaininlegaljargon,thatistosay,withatooobviousdisplayoftheaim,andwithaverynaiveeagerness。Heisamanofintelligence,buttoactsensibly,intelligenceisnotenough。Itallshowsthemanand……Idon'tthinkhehasagreatesteemforyou。Itellyouthissimplytowarnyou,becauseIsincerelywishforyourgood……“
　　Douniadidnotreply。Herresolutionhadbeentaken。Shewasonlyawaitingtheevening。
　　“Thenwhatisyourdecision,Rodya？”askedPulcheriaAlexandrovna,whowasmoreuneasythaneveratthesudden,newbusinessliketoneofhistalk。
　　“Whatdecision？”
　　“YouseePyotrPetrovitchwritesthatyouarenottobewithusthisevening,andthathewillgoawayifyoucome。Sowillyou……come？”
　　“That,ofcourse,isnotformetodecide,butforyoufirst,ifyouarenotoffendedbysucharequest;andsecondly,byDounia,ifshe,too,isnotoffended。Iwilldowhatyouthinkbest,“headdeddrily。
　　“Douniahasalreadydecided,andIfullyagreewithher,“
　　PulcheriaAlexandrovnahastenedtodeclare。
　　“Idecidedtoaskyou,Rodya,tourgeyounottofailtobewithusatthisinterview,“saidDounia。“Willyoucome？”
　　“Yes。“
　　“Iwillaskyou,too,tobewithusateighto'clock,“shesaid,addressingRazumihin。“Mother,Iaminvitinghim,too。“
　　“Quiteright,Dounia。Well,sinceyouhavedecided,“addedPulcheriaAlexandrovna,“sobeit。Ishallfeeleasiermyself。Idonotlikeconcealmentanddeception。Betterletushavethewholetruth……
　　PyotrPetrovitchmaybeangryornot,now！”
　　ChapterFourATTHATmomentthedoorwassoftlyopened,andayounggirlwalkedintotheroom,lookingtimidlyabouther。Everyoneturnedtowardsherwithsurpriseandcuriosity。Atfirstsight,Raskolnikovdidnotrecogniseher。ItwasSofyaSemyonovnaMarmeladov。Hehadseenheryesterdayforthefirsttime,butatsuchamoment,insuchsurroundingsandinsuchadress,thathismemoryretainedaverydifferentimageofher。Nowshewasamodestlyandpoorly-dressedyounggirl,veryyoung,indeedalmostlikeachild,withamodestandrefinedmanner,withacandidbutsomewhatfrightened-lookingface。Shewaswearingaveryplainindoordress,andhadonashabbyold-fashionedhat,butshestillcarriedaparasol。Unexpectedlyfindingtheroomfullofpeople,shewasnotsomuchembarrassedascompletelyoverwhelmedwithshyness,likealittlechild。Shewasevenabouttoretreat。“Oh……it'syou！”saidRaskolnikov,extremelyastonished,andhe,too,wasconfused。HeatoncerecollectedthathismotherandsisterknewthroughLuzhin'sletterof“someyoungwomanofnotoriousbehaviour。“HehadonlyjustbeenprotestingagainstLuzhin'scalumnyanddeclaringthathehadseenthegirllastnightforthefirsttime,andsuddenlyshehadwalkedin。Heremembered,too,thathehadnotprotestedagainsttheexpression“ofnotoriousbehaviour。“Allthispassedvaguelyandfleetinglythroughhisbrain,butlookingathermoreintently,hesawthatthehumiliatedcreaturewassohumiliatedthathefeltsuddenlysorryforher。Whenshemadeamovementtoretreatinterror,itsentapangtohisheart。
　　“Ididnotexpectyou,“hesaid,hurriedly,withalookthatmadeherstop。“Pleasesitdown。Youcome,nodoubt,fromKaterinaIvanovna。Allowme-notthere。Sithere……“
　　AtSonia'sentrance,Razumihin,whohadbeensittingononeofRaskolnikov'sthreechairs,closetothedoor,gotuptoallowhertoenter。RaskolnikovhadatfirstshownhertheplaceonthesofawhereZossimovhadbeensitting,butfeelingthatthesofawhichservedhimasabed,wastoofamiliaraplace,hehurriedlymotionedhertoRazumihin'schair。
　　“Yousithere,“hesaidtoRazumihin,puttinghimonthesofa。
　　Soniasatdown,almostshakingwithterror,andlookedtimidlyatthetwoladies。Itwasevidentlyalmostinconceivabletoherselfthatshecouldsitdownbesidethem。Atthethoughtofit,shewassofrightenedthatshehurriedlygotupagain,andinutterconfusionaddressedRaskolnikov。
　　“I……I……havecomeforoneminute。Forgivemefordisturbingyou,“
　　shebeganfalteringly。“IcomefromKaterinaIvanovna,andshehadnoonetosend。KaterinaIvanovnatoldmetobegyou……tobeattheservice……inthemorning……atMitrofanievsky……andthen……tous……
　　toher……todoherthehonour……shetoldmetobegyou……“Soniastammeredandceasedspeaking。
　　“Iwilltry,certainly,mostcertainly,“answeredRaskolnikov。He,too,stoodup,andhe,too,falteredandcouldnotfinishhissentence。“Pleasesitdown,“hesaid,suddenly。“Iwanttotalktoyou。Youareperhapsinahurry,butplease,besokind,sparemetwominutes,“andhedrewupachairforher。
　　Soniasatdownagain,andagaintimidlyshetookahurried,frightenedlookatthetwoladies,anddroppedhereyes。Raskolnikov'spalefaceflushed,ashudderpassedoverhim,hiseyesglowed。
　　“Mother,“hesaid,firmlyandinsistently,“thisisSofyaSemyonovnaMarmeladov,thedaughterofthatunfortunateMr。Marmeladov,whowasrunoveryesterdaybeforemyeyes,andofwhomIwasjusttellingyou。“
　　PulcheriaAlexandrovnaglancedatSonia,andslightlyscreweduphereyes。InspiteofherembarrassmentbeforeRodya'surgentandchallenginglook,shecouldnotdenyherselfthatsatisfaction。Douniagazedgravelyandintentlyintothepoorgirl'sface,andscrutinisedherwithperplexity。Sonia,hearingherselfintroduced,triedtoraisehereyesagain,butwasmoreembarrassedthanever。
　　“Iwantedtoaskyou,“saidRaskolnikov,hastily,“howthingswerearrangedyesterday。Youwerenotworriedbythepolice,forinstance？”
　　“No,thatwasallright……itwastooevident,thecauseofdeath……
　　theydidnotworryus……onlythelodgersareangry。“
　　“Why？”
　　“Atthebody'sremainingsolong。Youseeitishotnow。Sothat,to-day,theywillcarryittothecemetery,intothechapel,untilto-morrow。AtfirstKaterinaIvanovnawasunwilling,butnowsheseesherselfthatit'snecessary……“
　　“To-day,then？”
　　“Shebegsyoutodousthehonourtobeinthechurchto-morrowfortheservice,andthentobepresentatthefunerallunch。“
　　“Sheisgivingafunerallunch？”
　　“Yes……justalittle……Shetoldmetothankyouverymuchforhelpingusyesterday。Butforyou,weshouldhavehadnothingforthefuneral。“
　　Allatonceherlipsandchinbegantrembling,but,withaneffort,shecontrolledherself,lookingdownagain。
　　Duringtheconversation,Raskolnikovwatchedhercarefully。Shehadathin,verythin,palelittleface,ratherirregularandangular,withasharplittlenoseandchin。Shecouldnothavebeencalledpretty,butherblueeyesweresoclear,andwhentheylightedup,therewassuchakindlinessandsimplicityinherexpressionthatonecouldnothelpbeingattracted。Herface,andherwholefigureindeed,hadanotherpeculiarcharacteristic。Inspiteofhereighteenyears,shelookedalmostalittlegirl-almostachild。Andinsomeofhergestures,thischildishnessseemedalmostabsurd。
　　“ButhasKaterinaIvanovnabeenabletomanagewithsuchsmallmeans?Doessheevenmeantohaveafunerallunch？”Raskolnikovasked,persistentlykeepinguptheconversation。
　　“Thecoffinwillbeplain,ofcourse……andeverythingwillbeplain,soitwon'tcostmuch。KaterinaIvanovnaandIhavereckoneditallout,sothattherewillbeenoughleft……andKaterinaIvanovnawasveryanxiousitshouldbeso。Youknowonecan't……it'sacomforttoher……sheislikethat,youknow……“
　　“Iunderstand,Iunderstand……ofcourse……whydoyoulookatmyroomlikethat?Mymotherhasjustsaiditislikeatomb。“
　　“Yougaveuseverythingyesterday,“Soniasaidsuddenly,inreply,inaloudrapidwhisper;andagainshelookeddowninconfusion。Herlipsandchinweretremblingoncemore。ShehadbeenstruckatoncebyRaskolnikov'spoorsurroundings,andnowthesewordsbrokeoutspontaneously。Asilencefollowed。TherewasalightinDounia'seyes,andevenPulcheriaAlexandrovnalookedkindlyatSonia。
　　“Rodya,“shesaid,gettingup,“weshallhavedinnertogether,ofcourse。Come,Dounia……Andyou,Rodya,hadbettergoforalittlewalk,andthenrestandliedownbeforeyoucometoseeus……Iamafraidwehaveexhaustedyou……“
　　“Yes,yes,I'llcome,“heanswered,gettingupfussily。“ButI
　　havesomethingtoseeto。“
　　“Butsurelyyouwillhavedinnertogether？”criedRazumihin,lookinginsurpriseatRaskolnikov。“Whatdoyoumean？”
　　“Yes,yes,Iamcoming……ofcourse,ofcourse!Andyoustayaminute。Youdonotwanthimjustnow,doyou,mother?OrperhapsI
　　amtakinghimfromyou？”
　　“Oh,no,no。Andwillyou,DmitriProkofitch,dousthefavourofdiningwithus？”
　　“Pleasedo,“addedDounia。
　　Razumihinbowed,positivelyradiant。Foronemoment,theywereallstrangelyembarrassed。
　　“Good-bye,Rodya,thatistillwemeet。Idonotlikesayinggood-bye。Good-bye,Nastasya。Ah,Ihavesaidgood-byeagain。“
　　PulcheriaAlexandrovnameanttogreetSonia,too;butitsomehowfailedtocomeoff,andshewentinaflutteroutoftheroom。
　　ButAvdotyaRomanovnaseemedtoawaitherturn,andfollowinghermotherout,gaveSoniaanattentive,courteousbow。Sonia,inconfusion,gaveahurried,frightenedcurtsy。Therewasalookofpoignantdiscomfortinherface,asthoughAvdotyaRomanovna'scourtesyandattentionwereoppressiveandpainfultoher。
　　“Dounia,good-bye,“calledRaskolnikov,inthepassage。“Givemeyourhand。“
　　“Why,Ididgiveittoyou。Haveyouforgotten？”saidDounia,turningwarmlyandawkwardlytohim。
　　“Nevermind,giveittomeagain。“Andhesqueezedherfingerswarmly。
　　Douniasmiled,flushed,pulledherhandaway,andwentoffquitehappy。
　　“Come,that'scapital,“hesaidtoSonia,goingbackandlookingbrightlyather。“Godgivepeacetothedead,thelivinghavestilltolive。Thatisright,isn'tit？”
　　Sonialookedsurprisedatthesuddenbrightnessofhisface。Helookedatherforsomemomentsinsilence。Thewholehistoryofthedeadfatherfloatedbeforehismemoryinthosemoments-
　　“Heavens,Dounia,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnabegan,assoonastheywereinthestreet,“Ireallyfeelrelievedmyselfatcomingaway-
　　moreatease。HowlittledidIthinkyesterdayinthetrainthatI
　　couldeverbegladofthat。“
　　“Itellyouagain,mother,heisstillveryill。Don'tyouseeit?
　　Perhapsworryingaboutusupsethim。Wemustbepatient,andmuch,muchcanbeforgiven。“
　　“Well,youwerenotverypatient！”PulcheriaAlexandrovnacaughtherup,hotlyandjealously。“Doyouknow,Dounia,Iwaslookingatyoutwo。Youaretheveryportraitofhim,andnotsomuchinfaceasinsoul。Youarebothmelancholy,bothmoroseandhottempered,bothhaughtyandbothgenerous……Surelyhecan'tbeanegoist,Dounia。
　　Eh?WhenIthinkofwhatisinstoreforusthisevening,myheartsinks！”
　　“Don'tbeuneasy,mother。Whatmustbe,willbe。“
　　“Dounia,onlythinkwhatapositionwearein!WhatifPyotrPetrovitchbreaksitoff？”poorPulcheriaAlexandrovnablurtedout,incautiously。
　　“Hewon'tbeworthmuchifhedoes,“answeredDounia,sharplyandcontemptuously。
　　“Wedidwelltocomeaway,“PulcheriaAlexandrovnahurriedlybrokein。“Hewasinahurryaboutsomebusinessorother。Ifhegetsoutandhasabreathofair……itisfearfullycloseinhisroom……Butwhereisonetogetabreathofairhere。Theverystreetsherefeellikeshut-uprooms。Goodheavens!whatatown!……stay……thisside……
　　theywillcrushyou-carryingsomething。Why,itisapianotheyhavegot,Ideclare……howtheypush……Iamverymuchafraidofthatyoungwoman,too。“
　　“Whatyoungwoman,mother?
　　“Why,thatSofyaSemyonovna,whowastherejustnow。“
　　“Why？”
　　“Ihaveapresentiment,Dounia。Well,youmaybelieveitornot,butassoonasshecamein,thatveryminute,Ifeltthatshewasthechiefcauseofthetrouble……“
　　“Nothingofthesort！”criedDounia,invexation。“Whatnonsense,withyourpresentiments,mother!Heonlymadeheracquaintancetheeveningbefore,andhedidnotknowherwhenshecamein。“
　　“Well,youwillsee……Sheworriesme;butyouwillsee,youwillsee!Iwassofrightened。Shewasgazingatmewiththoseeyes。I
　　couldscarcelysitstillinmychairwhenhebeganintroducingher,doyouremember?Itseemssostrange,butPyotrPetrovitchwriteslikethatabouther,andheintroduceshertous-toyou!Sohemustthinkagreatdealofher。“
　　“Peoplewillwriteanything。Weweretalkedaboutandwrittenabout,too。Haveyouforgotten?Iamsurethatsheisagoodgirl,andthatitisallnonsense。“
　　“Godgrantitmaybe！”
　　“AndPyotrPetrovitchisacontemptibleslanderer,“Douniasnappedout,suddenly。
　　PulcheriaAlexandrovnawascrushed;theconversationwasnotresumed-
　　“IwilltellyouwhatIwantwithyou,“saidRaskolnikov,drawingRazumihintothewindow。
　　“ThenIwilltellKaterinaIvanovnathatyouarecoming,“Soniasaidhurriedly,preparingtodepart。
　　“Oneminute,SofyaSemyonovna。Wehavenosecrets。Youarenotinourway。Iwanttohaveanotherwordortwowithyou。Listen！”heturnedsuddenlytoRazumihinagain。“Youknowthat……what'shisname……PorfiryPetrovitch？”
　　“Ishouldthinkso!Heisarelation。Why？”addedthelatter,withinterest。
　　“Isnothemanagingthatcase……youknowaboutthatmurder?……
　　Youwerespeakingaboutityesterday。“
　　“Yes……well？”Razumihin'seyesopenedwide。
　　“Hewasinquiringforpeoplewhohadpawnedthings,andIhavesomepledgesthere,too-trifles-aringmysistergavemeasakeepsakewhenIlefthome,andmyfather'ssilverwatch-theyareonlyworthfiveorsixroublesaltogether……butIvaluethem。SowhatamI
　　todonow?Idonotwanttolosethethings,especiallythewatch。I
　　wasquakingjustnow,forfearmotherwouldasktolookatit,whenwespokeofDounia'swatch。Itistheonlythingoffather'sleftus。Shewouldbeillifitwerelost。Youknowwhatwomenare。Sotellmewhattodo。IknowIoughttohavegivennoticeatthepolicestation,butwoulditnotbebettertogostraighttoPorfiry?Eh?Whatdoyouthink?Themattermightbesettledmorequickly。Youseemothermayaskforitbeforedinner。“
　　“Certainlynottothepolicestation。CertainlytoPorfiry,“
　　Razumihinshoutedinextraordinaryexcitement。“Well,howgladIam。
　　Letusgoatonce。Itisacoupleofsteps。Weshallbesuretofindhim。“
　　“Verywell,letusgo。“
　　“Andhewillbevery,verygladtomakeyouracquaintance。Ihaveoftentalkedtohimofyouatdifferenttimes。Iwasspeakingofyouyesterday。Letusgo。Soyouknewtheoldwoman?Sothat'sit!Itisallturningoutsplendidly……Oh,yes,SofyaIvanovna……“
　　“SofyaSemyonovna,“correctedRaskolnikov。“SofyaSemyonovna,thisismyfriendRazumihin,andheisagoodman。“
　　“Ifyouhavetogonow,“Soniawasbeginning,notlookingatRazumihinatall,andstillmoreembarrassed。
　　“Letusgo,“decidedRaskolnikov。“Iwillcometoyouto-day,SofyaSemyonovna。Onlytellmewhereyoulive。“
　　Hewasnotexactlyillatease,butseemedhurried,andavoidedhereyes。Soniagaveheraddress,andflushedasshedidso。Theyallwentouttogether。
　　“Don'tyoulockup？”askedRazumihin,followinghimontothestairs。
　　“Never,“answeredRaskolnikov。“Ihavebeenmeaningtobuyalockforthesetwoyears。Peoplearehappywhohavenoneedoflocks,“hesaid,laughing,toSonia。Theystoodstillinthegateway。
　　“Doyougototheright,SofyaSemyonovna?Howdidyoufindme,bytheway？”headded,asthoughhewantedtosaysomethingquitedifferent。Hewantedtolookathersoftcleareyes,butthiswasnoteasy。
　　“Why,yougaveyouraddresstoPolenkayesterday。“
　　“Polenka?Oh,yes;Polenka,thatisthelittlegirl。Sheisyoursister?DidIgivehertheaddress？”
　　“Why,hadyouforgotten？”
　　“No,Iremember。“
　　“Ihadheardmyfatherspeakofyou……onlyIdidnotknowyourname,andhedidnotknowit。AndnowIcame……andasIhadlearntyourname,Iaskedto-day,'WheredoesMr。Raskolnikovlive?'Ididnotknowyouhadonlyaroomtoo……Good-bye,IwilltellKaterinaIvanovna。“
　　Shewasextremelygladtoescapeatlast;shewentawaylookingdown,hurryingtogetoutofsightassoonaspossible,towalkthetwentystepstotheturningontherightandtobeatlastalone,andthenmovingrapidlyalong,lookingatnoone,noticingnothing,tothink,toremember,tomeditateoneveryword,everydetail。Never,neverhadshefeltanythinglikethis。Dimlyandunconsciouslyawholenewworldwasopeningbeforeher。SherememberedsuddenlythatRaskolnikovmeanttocometoherthatday,perhapsatonce!
　　“Onlynotto-day,please,notto-day！”shekeptmutteringwithasinkingheart,asthoughentreatingsomeone,likeafrightenedchild。
　　“Mercy!tome……tothatroom……hewillsee……oh,dear！”
　　Shewasnotcapableatthatinstantofnoticinganunknowngentlemanwhowaswatchingherandfollowingatherheels。Hehadaccompaniedherfromthegateway。AtthemomentwhenRazumihin,Raskolnikov,andshestoodstillatpartingonthepavement,thisgentleman,whowasjustpassing,startedonhearingSonia'swords：“andIaskedwhereMr。
　　Raskolnikovlived？”Heturnedarapidbutattentivelookuponallthree,especiallyuponRaskolnikov,towhomSoniawasspeaking;thenlookedbackandnotedthehouse。Allthiswasdoneinaninstantashepassed,andtryingnottobetrayhisinterest,hewalkedonmoreslowlyasthoughwaitingforsomething。HewaswaitingforSonia;hesawthattheywereparting,andthatSoniawasgoinghome。
　　“Home?Where?I'veseenthatfacesomewhere,“hethought。“Imustfindout。“
　　Attheturninghecrossedover,lookedround,andsawSoniacomingthesameway,noticingnothing。Sheturnedthecorner。Hefollowedherontheotherside。Afteraboutfiftypaceshecrossedoveragain,overtookherandkepttwoorthreeyardsbehindher。
　　Hewasamanaboutfifty,rathertallandthicklyset,withbroadhighshoulderswhichmadehimlookasthoughhestoopedalittle。Heworegoodandfashionableclothes,andlookedlikeagentlemanofposition。Hecarriedahandsomecane,whichhetappedonthepavementateachstep;hisgloveswerespotless。Hehadabroad,ratherpleasantfacewithhighcheek-bonesandafreshcolour,notoftenseeninPetersburg。Hisflaxenhairwasstillabundant,andonlytouchedhereandtherewithgrey,andhisthicksquarebeardwasevenlighterthanhishair。Hiseyeswereblueandhadacoldandthoughtfullook;hislipswerecrimson。Hewasaremarkedlywell-preservedmanandlookedmuchyoungerthanhisyears。
　　WhenSoniacameoutonthecanalbank,theyweretheonlytwopersonsonthepavement。Heobservedherdreaminessandpreoccupation。
　　Onreachingthehousewhereshelodged,Soniaturnedinatthegate;
　　hefollowedher,seemingrathersurprised。Inthecourtyardsheturnedtotherightcorner。“Bah！”mutteredtheunknowngentleman,andmountedthestairsbehindher。OnlythenSonianoticedhim。Shereachedthethirdstorey,turneddownthepassage,andrangatNo。
　　9。Onthedoorwasinscribedinchalk,“Kapernaumov,Tailor。““Bah！”
　　thestrangerrepeatedagain,wonderingatthestrangecoincidence,andherangnextdoor,atNo。8。Thedoorsweretwoorthreeyardsapart。
　　“YoulodgeatKapernaumov's,“hesaid,lookingatSoniaandlaughing。“Healteredawaistcoatformeyesterday。IamstayingclosehereatMadameResslich's。Howodd！”Sonialookedathimattentively。
　　“Weareneighbours,“hewentongaily。“Ionlycametotownthedaybeforeyesterday。Good-byeforthepresent。“
　　Soniamadenoreply;thedooropenedandsheslippedin。Shefeltforsomereasonashamedanduneasy。
　　OnthewaytoPorfiry's,Razumihinwasobviouslyexcited。
　　“That'scapital,brother,“herepeatedseveraltimes,“andIamglad!Iamglad！”
　　“Whatareyougladabout？”Raskolnikovthoughttohimself。
　　“Ididn'tknowthatyoupledgedthingsattheoldwoman's,too。
　　And……wasitlongago?Imean,wasitlongsinceyouwerethere？”
　　“Whatasimple-heartedfoolheis！”
　　“Whenwasit？”Raskolnikovstoppedstilltorecollect。“Twoorthreedaysbeforeherdeathitmusthavebeen。ButIamnotgoingtoredeemthethingsnow,“heputinwithasortofhurriedandconspicuoussolicitudeaboutthethings。“I'venotmorethanasilverroubleleft……afterlastnight'saccurseddelirium！”
　　Helaidspecialemphasisonthedelirium。
　　“Yes,yes,“Razumihinhastenedtoagree-withwhatwasnotclear。
　　“Thenthat'swhyyou……werestruck……partly……youknowinyourdeliriumyouwerecontinuallymentioningsomeringsorchains!Yes,yes……that'sclear,it'sallclearnow。“
　　“Hullo!Howthatideamusthavegotaboutamongthem。Herethismanwillgotothestakeforme,andIfindhimdelightedathavingitclearedupwhyIspokeofringsinmydelirium!Whataholdtheideamusthaveonallofthem！”
　　“Shallwefindhim？”heaskedsuddenly。
　　“Oh,yes,“Razumihinansweredquickly。“Heisanicefellowyouwillsee,brother。Ratherclumsy,thatistosay,heisamanofpolishedmanners,butImeanclumsyinadifferentsense。Heisanintelligentfellow,verymuchsoindeed,buthehashisownrangeofideas……Heisincredulous,sceptical,cynical……helikestoimposeonpeople,orrathertomakefunofthem。Hisistheold,circumstantialmethod……Butheunderstandshiswork……
　　thoroughly……Lastyearheclearedupacaseofmurderinwhichthepolicehadhardlyaclue。Heisvery,veryanxioustomakeyouracquaintance。“
　　“Onwhatgroundsishesoanxious？”
　　“Oh,it'snotexactly……yousee,sinceyou'vebeenillIhappentohavementionedyouseveraltimes……So,whenheheardaboutyou……
　　aboutyourbeingalawstudentandnotabletofinishyourstudies,hesaid,'Whatapity!'AndsoIconcluded……fromeverythingtogether,notonlythat;yesterday,Zametov……youknow,Rodya,Italkedsomenonsenseonthewayhometoyouyesterday,whenIwasdrunk……Iamafraid,brother,ofyourexaggeratingit,yousee。“
　　“What?ThattheythinkIamamadman?Maybetheyareright,“hesaidwithaconstrainedsmile。
　　“Yes,yes……Thatis,pooh,no!……ButallthatIsaidandtherewassomethingelsetooitwasallnonsense,drunkennonsense。“
　　“Butwhyareyouapologizing?Iamsosickofitall！”Raskolnikovcriedwithexaggeratedirritability。Itwaspartlyassumed,however。
　　“Iknow,Iknow,Iunderstand。Believeme,Iunderstand。One'sashamedtospeakofit。“
　　“Ifyouareashamed,thendon'tspeakofit。“
　　Bothweresilent。RazumihinwasmorethanecstaticandRaskolnikovperceiveditwithrepulsion。Hewasalarmed,too,bywhatRazumihinhadjustsaidaboutPorfiry。
　　“Ishallhavetopullalongfacewithhimtoo,“hethought,withabeatingheart,andheturnedwhite,“anddoitnaturally,too。Butthemostnaturalthingwouldbetodonothingatall。Carefullydonothingatall!No,carefullywouldnotbenaturalagain……Oh,well,weshallseehowitturnsout……Weshallsee……directly。Isitagoodthingtogoornot?Thebutterflyfliestothelight。Myheartisbeating,that'swhat'sbad！”
　　“Inthisgreyhouse,“saidRazumihin。
　　“Themostimportantthing,doesPorfiryknowthatIwasattheoldhag'sflatyesterday……andaskedabouttheblood?Imustfindthatoutinstantly,assoonasIgoin,findoutfromhisface;
　　otherwise……I'llfindout,ifit'smyruin。“
　　“Isay,brother,“hesaidsuddenly,addressingRazumihin,withaslysmile,“Ihavebeennoticingalldaythatyouseemtobecuriouslyexcited。Isn'titso？”
　　“Excited?Notabitofit,“saidRazumihin,stungtothequick。
　　“Yes,brother,Iassureyouit'snoticeable。Why,yousatonyourchairinawayyouneverdosit,ontheedgesomehow,andyouseemedtobewrithingallthetime。Youkeptjumpingupfornothing。Onemomentyouwereangry,andthenextyourfacelookedlikeasweetmeat。
　　Youevenblushed;especiallywhenyouwereinvitedtodinner,youblushedawfully。“
　　“Nothingofthesort,nonsense!Whatdoyoumean？”
　　“Butwhyareyouwrigglingoutofit,likeaschoolboy?ByJove,therehe'sblushingagain。“
　　“Whatapigyouare！”
　　“Butwhyareyousoshamefacedaboutit?Romeo!Stay,I'lltellofyouto-day。Ha-ha-ha!I'llmakemotherlaugh,andsomeoneelse,too……“
　　“Listen,listen,listen,thisisserious……Whatnext,youfiend！”Razumihinwasutterlyoverwhelmed,turningcoldwithhorror。
　　“Whatwillyoutellthem?Come,brother……foo,whatapigyouare！”
　　“Youarelikeasummerrose。Andifonlyyouknewhowitsuitsyou;aRomeooversixfoothigh!Andhowyou'vewashedto-day-youcleanedyournails,Ideclare。Eh?That'ssomethingunheardof!Why,I
　　dobelieveyou'vegotpomaturnonyourhair!Benddown。“
　　“Pig！”
　　Raskolnikovlaughedasthoughhecouldnotrestrainhimself。Solaughing,theyenteredPorfiryPetrovitch'sflat。ThisiswhatRaskolnikovwanted：fromwithintheycouldbeheardlaughingastheycamein,stillguffawinginthepassage。
　　“NotawordhereorI'll……brainyou！”Razumihinwhisperedfuriously,seizingRaskolnikovbytheshoulder。
　　ChapterFiveRASKOLNIKOVwasalreadyenteringtheroom。Hecameinlookingasthoughhehadtheutmostdifficultynottoburstoutlaughingagain。
　　BehindhimRazumihinstrodeingawkyandawkward,shamefacedandredasapeony,withanutterlycrestfallenandferociousexpression。
　　HisfaceandwholefigurereallywereridiculousatthatmomentandamplyjustifiedRaskolnikov'slaughter。Raskolnikov,notwaitingforanintroduction,bowedtoPorfiryPetrovitch,whostoodinthemiddleoftheroomlookinginquiringlyatthem。Heheldouthishandandshookhands,stillapparentlymakingdesperateeffortstosubduehismirthandutterafewwordstointroducehimself。ButhehadnosoonersucceededinassumingaseriousairandmutteringsomethingwhenhesuddenlyglancedagainasthoughaccidentallyatRazumihin,andcouldnolongercontrolhimself：hisstifledlaughterbrokeoutthemoreirresistiblythemorehetriedtorestrainit。TheextraordinaryferocitywithwhichRazumihinreceivedthis“spontaneous“mirthgavethewholescenetheappearanceofmostgenuinefunandnaturalness。Razumihinstrengthenedthisimpressionasthoughonpurpose。
　　“Fool!Youfiend,“heroared,wavinghisarmwhichatoncestruckalittleroundtablewithanemptytea-glassonit。Everythingwassentflyingandcrashing。
　　“Butwhybreakchairs,gentlemen?Youknowit'salosstotheCrown,“PorfiryPetrovitchquotedgaily。
　　Raskolnikovwasstilllaughing,withhishandinPorfiryPetrovitch's,butanxiousnottooverdoit,awaitedtherightmomenttoputanaturalendtoit。Razumihin,completelyputtoconfusionbyupsettingthetableandsmashingtheglass,gazedgloomilyatthefragments,cursedandturnedsharplytothewindowwherehestoodlookingoutwithhisbacktothecompanywithafiercelyscowlingcountenance,seeingnothing。PorfiryPetrovitchlaughedandwasreadytogoonlaughing,butobviouslylookedforexplanations。
　　Zametovhadbeensittinginthecorner,butheroseatthevisitors'
　　entranceandwasstandinginexpectationwithasmileonhislips,thoughhelookedwithsurpriseandevenitseemedincredulityatthewholesceneandatRaskolnikovwithacertainembarrassment。Zametov'sunexpectedpresencestruckRaskolnikovunpleasantly。
　　“I'vegottothinkofthat,“hethought。“Excuseme,please,“hebegan,affectingextremeembarrassment。“Raskolnikov。“
　　“Notatall,verypleasanttoseeyou……andhowpleasantlyyou'vecomein……Why,won'theevensaygood-morning？”PorfiryPetrovitchnoddedatRazumihin。
　　“UponmyhonourIdon'tknowwhyheisinsucharagewithme。I
　　onlytoldhimaswecamealongthathewaslikeRomeo……andprovedit。Andthatwasall,Ithink！”
　　“Pig！”ejaculatedRazumihin,withoutturninground。
　　“Theremusthavebeenverygravegroundsforit,ifheissofuriousattheword,“Porfirylaughed。
　　“Oh,yousharplawyer!……Damnyouall！”snappedRazumihin,andsuddenlyburstingoutlaughinghimself,hewentuptoPorfirywithamorecheerfulfaceasthoughnothinghadhappened。“That'lldo!Weareallfools。Tocometobusiness。ThisismyfriendRodionRomanovitchRaskolnikov;inthefirstplacehehasheardofyouandwantstomakeyouracquaintance,andsecondly,hehasalittlematterofbusinesswithyou。Bah!Zametov,whatbroughtyouhere?Haveyoumetbefore?Haveyouknowneachotherlong？”
　　“Whatdoesthismean？”thoughtRaskolnikovuneasily。
　　Zametovseemedtakenaback,butnotverymuchso。
　　“Why,itwasatyourroomswemetyesterday,“hesaideasily。
　　“ThenIhavebeensparedthetrouble。Alllastweekhewasbeggingmetointroducehimtoyou。Porfiryandyouhavesniffedeachotheroutwithoutme。Whereisyourtobacco？”
　　PorfiryPetrovitchwaswearingadressing-gown,verycleanlinen,andtrodden-downslippers。Hewasamanofaboutfiveandthirty,short,stouteventocorpulence,andcleanshaven。Heworehishaircutshortandhadalargeroundhead,particularlyprominentattheback。Hissoft,round,rathersnub-nosedfacewasofasicklyyellowishcolour,buthadavigorousandratherironicalexpression。
　　Itwouldhavebeengood-natured,exceptforalookintheeyes,whichshonewithawatery,mawkishlightunderalmostwhite,blinkingeyelashes。Theexpressionofthoseeyeswasstrangelyoutofkeepingwithhissomewhatwomanishfigure,andgaveitsomethingfarmoreseriousthancouldbeguessedatfirstsight。
　　AssoonasPorfiryPetrovitchheardthathisvisitorhadalittlematterofbusinesswithhim,hebeggedhimtositdownonthesofaandsatdownhimselfontheotherend,waitingforhimtoexplainhisbusiness,withthatcarefulandover-seriousattentionwhichisatonceoppressiveandembarrassing,especiallytoastranger,andespeciallyifwhatyouarediscussingisinyouropinionoffartoolittleimportanceforsuchexceptionalsolemnity。ButinbriefandcoherentphrasesRaskolnikovexplainedhisbusinessclearlyandexactly,andwassowellsatisfiedwithhimselfthatheevensucceededintakingagoodlookatPorfiry。PorfiryPetrovitchdidnotoncetakehiseyesoffhim。Razumihin,sittingoppositeatthesametable,listenedwarmlyandimpatiently,lookingfromonetotheothereverymomentwithratherexcessiveinterest。
　　“Fool,“Raskolnikovsworetohimself。
　　“Youhavetogiveinformationtothepolice,“Porfiryreplied,withamostbusinesslikeair,“thathavinglearntofthisincident,thatisofthemurder,youbegtoinformthelawyerinchargeofthecasethatsuchandsuchthingsbelongtoyou,andthatyoudesiretoredeemthem……or……buttheywillwritetoyou。“
　　“That'sjustthepoint,thatatthepresentmoment,“Raskolnikovtriedhisutmosttofeignembarrassment,“Iamnotquiteinfunds……
　　andeventhistriflingsumisbeyondme……Ionlywanted,yousee,forthepresenttodeclarethatthethingsaremine,andthatwhenI
　　havemoney……“
　　“That'snomatter,“answeredPorfiryPetrovitch,receivinghisexplanationofhispecuniarypositioncoldly,“butyoucan,ifyouprefer,writestraighttome,tosay,thathavingbeeninformedofthematter,andclaimingsuchandsuchasyourproperty,youbeg……“
　　“Onanordinarysheetofpaper？”Raskolnikovinterruptedeagerly,againinterestedinthefinancialsideofthequestion。
　　“Oh,themostordinary,“andsuddenlyPorfiryPetrovitchlookedwithobviousironyathim,screwinguphiseyesandasitwerewinkingathim。ButperhapsitwasRaskolnikov'sfancy,foritalllastedbutamoment。Therewascertainlysomethingofthesort,Raskolnikovcouldhaveswornhewinkedathim,goodnessknowswhy。
　　“Heknows,“flashedthroughhismindlikelightning。
　　“Forgivemytroublingyouaboutsuchtrifles,“hewenton,alittledisconcerted,“thethingsareonlyworthfiveroubles,butI
　　prizethemparticularlyforthesakeofthosefromwhomtheycametome,andImustconfessthatIwasalarmedwhenIheard……“
　　“That'swhyyouweresomuchstruckwhenImentionedtoZossimovthatPorfirywasinquiringforeveryonewhohadpledges！”Razumihinputinwithobviousintention。
　　Thiswasreallyunbearable。Raskolnikovcouldnothelpglancingathimwithaflashofvindictiveangerinhisblackeyes,butimmediatelyrecollectedhimself。
　　“Youseemtobejeeringatme,brother？”hesaidtohim,withawell-feignedirritability。“IdaresayIdoseemtoyouabsurdlyanxiousaboutsuchtrash;butyoumustn'tthinkmeselfishorgraspingforthat,andthesetwothingsmaybeanythingbuttrashinmyeyes。I
　　toldyoujustnowthatthesilverwatch,thoughit'snotworthacent,istheonlythingleftusofmyfather's。Youmaylaughatme,butmymotherishere,“heturnedsuddenlytoPorfiry,“andifsheknew,“heturnedagainhurriedlytoRazumihin,carefullymakinghisvoicetremble,“thatthewatchwaslost,shewouldbeindespair!
　　Youknowwhatwomenare！”
　　“Notabitofit!Ididn'tmeanthatatall!Quitethecontrary！”
　　shoutedRazumihindistressed。
　　“Wasitright?Wasitnatural?DidIoverdoit？”Raskolnikovaskedhimselfinatremor。“WhydidIsaythataboutwomen？”
　　“Oh,yourmotheriswithyou？”PorfiryPetrovitchinquired。
　　“Yes。“
　　“Whendidshecome？”
　　“Lastnight。“
　　Porfirypausedasthoughreflecting。
　　“Yourthingswouldnotinanycasebelost,“hewentoncalmlyandcoldly。“Ihavebeenexpectingyouhereforsometime。“
　　Andasthoughthatwasamatterofnoimportance,hecarefullyofferedtheash-traytoRazumihin,whowasruthlesslyscatteringcigaretteashoverthecarpet。Raskolnikovshuddered,butPorfirydidnotseemtobelookingathim,andwasstillconcernedwithRazumihin'scigarette。
　　“What?Expectinghim?Why,didyouknowthathehadpledgesthere？”criedRazumihin。
　　PorfiryPetrovitchaddressedhimselftoRaskolnikov。
　　“Yourthings,theringandthewatch,werewrappeduptogether,andonthepaperyournamewaslegiblywritteninpencil,togetherwiththedateonwhichyouleftthemwithher……“
　　“Howobservantyouare！”Raskolnikovsmiledawkwardly,doinghisveryutmosttolookhimstraightintheface,buthefailed,andsuddenlyadded：
　　“IsaythatbecauseIsupposetherewereagreatmanypledges……
　　thatitmustbedifficulttorememberthemall……Butyourememberthemallsoclearly,and……and……“
　　“Stupid!Feeble！”hethought。“WhydidIaddthat？”
　　“Butweknowallwhohadpledges,andyouaretheonlyonewhohasn'tcomeforward,“Porfiryansweredwithhardlyperceptibleirony。
　　“Ihaven'tbeenquitewell。“
　　“Iheardthattoo。Iheard,indeed,thatyouwereingreatdistressaboutsomething。Youlookpalestill。“
　　“Iamnotpaleatall……No,Iamquitewell,“Raskolnikovsnappedoutrudelyandangrily,completelychanginghistone。Hisangerwasmounting,hecouldnotrepressit。“AndinmyangerI
　　shallbetraymyself,“flashedthroughhismindagain。“Whyaretheytorturingme？”
　　“Notquitewell！”Razumihincaughthimup。“Whatnext!Hewasunconsciousanddeliriousallyesterday。Wouldyoubelieve,Porfiry,assoonasourbackswereturned,hedressed,thoughhecouldhardlystand,andgaveustheslipandwentoffonaspreesomewheretillmidnight,deliriousallthetime!Wouldyoubelieveit!
　　Extraordinary！”
　　“Reallydelirious?Youdon'tsayso！”Porfiryshookhisheadinawomanishway。
　　“Nonsense!Don'tyoubelieveit!Butyoudon'tbelieveitanyway,“
　　Raskolnikovletslipinhisanger。ButPorfiryPetrovitchdidnotseemtocatchthosestrangewords。
　　“Buthowcouldyouhavegoneoutifyouhadn'tbeendelirious？”
　　Razumihingothotsuddenly。“Whatdidyougooutfor?Whatwastheobjectofit?Andwhyonthesly?Wereyouinyoursenseswhenyoudidit?NowthatalldangerisoverIcanspeakplainly。“
　　“Iwasawfullysickofthemyesterday。“RaskolnikovaddressedPorfirysuddenlywithasmileofinsolentdefiance,“Iranawayfromthemtotakelodgingswheretheywouldn'tfindme,andtookalotofmoneywithme。Mr。Zametovtheresawit。Isay,Mr。Zametov,wasI
　　sensibleordeliriousyesterday;settleourdispute。“
　　HecouldhavestrangledZametovatthatmoment,sohatedwerehisexpressionandhissilencetohim。
　　“Inmyopinionyoutalkedsensiblyandevenartfully,butyouwereextremelyirritable,“Zametovpronounceddryly。
　　“AndNikodimFomitchwastellingmeto-day,“putinPorfiryPetrovitch,“thathemetyouverylatelastnightinthelodgingofamanwhohadbeenrunover。“
　　“Andthere,“saidRazumihin,“weren'tyoumadthen?Yougaveyourlastpennytothewidowforthefuneral。Ifyouwantedtohelp,givefifteenortwentyeven,butkeepthreeroublesforyourselfatleast,butheflungawayallthetwenty-fiveatonce！”
　　“MaybeIfoundatreasuresomewhereandyouknownothingofit?Sothat'swhyIwasliberalyesterday……Mr。ZametovknowsI'vefoundatreasure!Excuseus,please,fordisturbingyouforhalfanhourwithsuchtrivialities,“hesaidturningtoPorfiryPetrovitch,withtremblinglips。“Weareboringyou,aren'twe？”
　　“Ohno,quitethecontrary,quitethecontrary!Ifonlyyouknewhowyouinterestme!It'sinterestingtolookonandlisten……andIamreallygladyouhavecomeforwardatlast。“
　　“Butyoumightgiveussometea!Mythroat'sdry,“criedRazumihin。
　　“Capitalidea!Perhapswewillallkeepyoucompany。Wouldn'tyoulike……somethingmoreessentialbeforetea？”
　　“Getalongwithyou！”
　　PorfiryPetrovitchwentouttoordertea。