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“
Zametov
told
you
all
about
it
?
”
“
Yes
,
and
he
did
well
.
Now
I
understand
what
it
all
means
and
so
does
Zametov
.
.
.
.
Well
,
the
fact
is
,
Rodya
.
.
.
the
point
is
.
.
.
I
am
a
little
drunk
now
.
.
.
.
But
that
’
s
.
.
.
no
matter
.
.
.
the
point
is
that
this
idea
.
.
.
you
understand
?
was
just
being
hatched
in
their
brains
.
.
.
you
understand
?
That
is
,
no
one
ventured
to
say
it
aloud
,
because
the
idea
is
too
absurd
and
especially
since
the
arrest
of
that
painter
,
that
bubble
’
s
burst
and
gone
for
ever
.
But
why
are
they
such
fools
?
I
gave
Zametov
a
bit
of
a
thrashing
at
the
time
—
that
’
s
between
ourselves
,
brother
;
please
don
’
t
let
out
a
hint
that
you
know
of
it
;
I
’
ve
noticed
he
is
a
ticklish
subject
;
it
was
at
Luise
Ivanovna
’
s
.
But
to
-
day
,
to
-
day
it
’
s
all
cleared
up
.
That
Ilya
Petrovitch
is
at
the
bottom
of
it
!
He
took
advantage
of
your
fainting
at
the
police
station
,
but
he
is
ashamed
of
it
himself
now
;
I
know
that
.
.
.
”
Raskolnikov
listened
greedily
.
Razumihin
was
drunk
enough
to
talk
too
freely
.
“
I
fainted
then
because
it
was
so
close
and
the
smell
of
paint
,
”
said
Raskolnikov
.
“
No
need
to
explain
that
!
And
it
wasn
’
t
the
paint
only
:
the
fever
had
been
coming
on
for
a
month
;
Zossimov
testifies
to
that
!
But
how
crushed
that
boy
is
now
,
you
wouldn
’
t
believe
!
‘
I
am
not
worth
his
little
finger
,
’
he
says
.
Yours
,
he
means
.
He
has
good
feelings
at
times
,
brother
.
But
the
lesson
,
the
lesson
you
gave
him
to
-
day
in
the
Palais
de
Cristal
,
that
was
too
good
for
anything
!
You
frightened
him
at
first
,
you
know
,
he
nearly
went
into
convulsions
!
You
almost
convinced
him
again
of
the
truth
of
all
that
hideous
nonsense
,
and
then
you
suddenly
—
put
out
your
tongue
at
him
:
‘
There
now
,
what
do
you
make
of
it
?
’
It
was
perfect
!
He
is
crushed
,
annihilated
now
!
It
was
masterly
,
by
Jove
,
it
’
s
what
they
deserve
!
Ah
,
that
I
wasn
’
t
there
!
He
was
hoping
to
see
you
awfully
.
Porfiry
,
too
,
wants
to
make
your
acquaintance
.
.
.
”
“
Ah
!
.
.
.
he
too
.
.
.
but
why
did
they
put
me
down
as
mad
?
”
“
Oh
,
not
mad
.
I
must
have
said
too
much
,
brother
.
.
.
.
What
struck
him
,
you
see
,
was
that
only
that
subject
seemed
to
interest
you
;
now
it
’
s
clear
why
it
did
interest
you
;
knowing
all
the
circumstances
.
.
.
and
how
that
irritated
you
and
worked
in
with
your
illness
.
.
.
I
am
a
little
drunk
,
brother
,
only
,
confound
him
,
he
has
some
idea
of
his
own
.
.
.
I
tell
you
,
he
’
s
mad
on
mental
diseases
.
But
don
’
t
you
mind
him
.
.
.
”
For
half
a
minute
both
were
silent
.
“
Listen
,
Razumihin
,
”
began
Raskolnikov
,
“
I
want
to
tell
you
plainly
:
I
’
ve
just
been
at
a
death
-
bed
,
a
clerk
who
died
.
.
.
I
gave
them
all
my
money
.
.
.
and
besides
I
’
ve
just
been
kissed
by
someone
who
,
if
I
had
killed
anyone
,
would
just
the
same
.
.
.
in
fact
I
saw
someone
else
there
.
.
.
with
a
flame
-
coloured
feather
.
.
.
but
I
am
talking
nonsense
;
I
am
very
weak
,
support
me
.
.
.
we
shall
be
at
the
stairs
directly
.
.
.
”
