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“
Own
up
that
you
believed
it
,
yes
,
you
did
?
”
“
Not
a
bit
of
it
,
I
believe
it
less
than
ever
now
,
”
Zametov
cried
hastily
.
“
I
’
ve
caught
my
cock
-
sparrow
!
So
you
did
believe
it
before
,
if
now
you
believe
less
than
ever
?
”
“
Not
at
all
,
”
cried
Zametov
,
obviously
embarrassed
.
“
Have
you
been
frightening
me
so
as
to
lead
up
to
this
?
”
“
You
don
’
t
believe
it
then
?
What
were
you
talking
about
behind
my
back
when
I
went
out
of
the
police
-
office
?
And
why
did
the
explosive
lieutenant
question
me
after
I
fainted
?
Hey
,
there
,
”
he
shouted
to
the
waiter
,
getting
up
and
taking
his
cap
,
“
how
much
?
”
“
Thirty
copecks
,
”
the
latter
replied
,
running
up
.
“
And
there
is
twenty
copecks
for
vodka
.
See
what
a
lot
of
money
!
”
he
held
out
his
shaking
hand
to
Zametov
with
notes
in
it
.
“
Red
notes
and
blue
,
twenty
-
five
roubles
.
Where
did
I
get
them
?
And
where
did
my
new
clothes
come
from
?
You
know
I
had
not
a
copeck
.
You
’
ve
cross
-
examined
my
landlady
,
I
’
ll
be
bound
.
.
.
.
Well
,
that
’
s
enough
!
Assez
causé
!
Till
we
meet
again
!
”
He
went
out
,
trembling
all
over
from
a
sort
of
wild
hysterical
sensation
,
in
which
there
was
an
element
of
insufferable
rapture
.
Yet
he
was
gloomy
and
terribly
tired
.
His
face
was
twisted
as
after
a
fit
.
His
fatigue
increased
rapidly
.
Any
shock
,
any
irritating
sensation
stimulated
and
revived
his
energies
at
once
,
but
his
strength
failed
as
quickly
when
the
stimulus
was
removed
.
Zametov
,
left
alone
,
sat
for
a
long
time
in
the
same
place
,
plunged
in
thought
.
Raskolnikov
had
unwittingly
worked
a
revolution
in
his
brain
on
a
certain
point
and
had
made
up
his
mind
for
him
conclusively
.
