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”
“
You
’
ll
spoil
everything
,
”
Razumihin
answered
in
the
same
whisper
,
losing
patience
—
“
come
out
on
to
the
stairs
,
anyway
.
Nastasya
,
show
a
light
!
I
assure
you
,
”
he
went
on
in
a
half
whisper
on
the
stairs
—
“
that
he
was
almost
beating
the
doctor
and
me
this
afternoon
!
Do
you
understand
?
The
doctor
himself
!
Even
he
gave
way
and
left
him
,
so
as
not
to
irritate
him
.
I
remained
downstairs
on
guard
,
but
he
dressed
at
once
and
slipped
off
.
And
he
will
slip
off
again
if
you
irritate
him
,
at
this
time
of
night
,
and
will
do
himself
some
mischief
.
.
.
.
”
“
What
are
you
saying
?
”
“
And
Avdotya
Romanovna
can
’
t
possibly
be
left
in
those
lodgings
without
you
.
Just
think
where
you
are
staying
!
That
blackguard
Pyotr
Petrovitch
couldn
’
t
find
you
better
lodgings
.
.
.
But
you
know
I
’
ve
had
a
little
to
drink
,
and
that
’
s
what
makes
me
.
.
.
swear
;
don
’
t
mind
it
.
.
.
.
”
“
But
I
’
ll
go
to
the
landlady
here
,
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
insisted
,
“
I
’
ll
beseech
her
to
find
some
corner
for
Dounia
and
me
for
the
night
.
I
can
’
t
leave
him
like
that
,
I
cannot
!
”
This
conversation
took
place
on
the
landing
just
before
the
landlady
’
s
door
.
Nastasya
lighted
them
from
a
step
below
.
Razumihin
was
in
extraordinary
excitement
.
Half
an
hour
earlier
,
while
he
was
bringing
Raskolnikov
home
,
he
had
indeed
talked
too
freely
,
but
he
was
aware
of
it
himself
,
and
his
head
was
clear
in
spite
of
the
vast
quantities
he
had
imbibed
.
Now
he
was
in
a
state
bordering
on
ecstasy
,
and
all
that
he
had
drunk
seemed
to
fly
to
his
head
with
redoubled
effect
.
He
stood
with
the
two
ladies
,
seizing
both
by
their
hands
,
persuading
them
,
and
giving
them
reasons
with
astonishing
plainness
of
speech
,
and
at
almost
every
word
he
uttered
,
probably
to
emphasise
his
arguments
,
he
squeezed
their
hands
painfully
as
in
a
vise
.
He
stared
at
Avdotya
Romanovna
without
the
least
regard
for
good
manners
.
They
sometimes
pulled
their
hands
out
of
his
huge
bony
paws
,
but
far
from
noticing
what
was
the
matter
,
he
drew
them
all
the
closer
to
him
.
If
they
’
d
told
him
to
jump
head
foremost
from
the
staircase
,
he
would
have
done
it
without
thought
or
hesitation
in
their
service
.
Though
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
felt
that
the
young
man
was
really
too
eccentric
and
pinched
her
hand
too
much
,
in
her
anxiety
over
her
Rodya
she
looked
on
his
presence
as
providential
,
and
was
unwilling
to
notice
all
his
peculiarities
.
But
though
Avdotya
Romanovna
shared
her
anxiety
,
and
was
not
of
timorous
disposition
,
she
could
not
see
the
glowing
light
in
his
eyes
without
wonder
and
almost
alarm
.
It
was
only
the
unbounded
confidence
inspired
by
Nastasya
’
s
account
of
her
brother
’
s
queer
friend
,
which
prevented
her
from
trying
to
run
away
from
him
,
and
to
persuade
her
mother
to
do
the
same
.
She
realised
,
too
,
that
even
running
away
was
perhaps
impossible
now
.
Ten
minutes
later
,
however
,
she
was
considerably
reassured
;
it
was
characteristic
of
Razumihin
that
he
showed
his
true
nature
at
once
,
whatever
mood
he
might
be
in
,
so
that
people
quickly
saw
the
sort
of
man
they
had
to
deal
with
.
“
You
can
’
t
go
to
the
landlady
,
that
’
s
perfect
nonsense
!
”
he
cried
.
“
If
you
stay
,
though
you
are
his
mother
,
you
’
ll
drive
him
to
a
frenzy
,
and
then
goodness
knows
what
will
happen
!
Listen
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
I
’
ll
do
:
Nastasya
will
stay
with
him
now
,
and
I
’
ll
conduct
you
both
home
,
you
can
’
t
be
in
the
streets
alone
;
Petersburg
is
an
awful
place
in
that
way
.
.
.
.
But
no
matter
!
Then
I
’
ll
run
straight
back
here
and
a
quarter
of
an
hour
later
,
on
my
word
of
honour
,
I
’
ll
bring
you
news
how
he
is
,
whether
he
is
asleep
,
and
all
that
.
Then
,
listen
!
Then
I
’
ll
run
home
in
a
twinkling
—
I
’
ve
a
lot
of
friends
there
,
all
drunk
—
I
’
ll
fetch
Zossimov
—
that
’
s
the
doctor
who
is
looking
after
him
,
he
is
there
,
too
,
but
he
is
not
drunk
;
he
is
not
drunk
,
he
is
never
drunk
!
I
’
ll
drag
him
to
Rodya
,
and
then
to
you
,
so
that
you
’
ll
get
two
reports
in
the
hour
—
from
the
doctor
,
you
understand
,
from
the
doctor
himself
,
that
’
s
a
very
different
thing
from
my
account
of
him
!
If
there
’
s
anything
wrong
,
I
swear
I
’
ll
bring
you
here
myself
,
but
,
if
it
’
s
all
right
,
you
go
to
bed
.
And
I
’
ll
spend
the
night
here
,
in
the
passage
,
he
won
’
t
hear
me
,
and
I
’
ll
tell
Zossimov
to
sleep
at
the
landlady
’
s
,
to
be
at
hand
.
Which
is
better
for
him
:
you
or
the
doctor
?
So
come
home
then
!
But
the
landlady
is
out
of
the
question
;
it
’
s
all
right
for
me
,
but
it
’
s
out
of
the
question
for
you
:
she
wouldn
’
t
take
you
,
for
she
’
s
.
.
.
for
she
’
s
a
fool
.
.
.
She
’
d
be
jealous
on
my
account
of
Avdotya
Romanovna
and
of
you
,
too
,
if
you
want
to
know
.
.
.
of
Avdotya
Romanovna
certainly
.
She
is
an
absolutely
,
absolutely
unaccountable
character
!
But
I
am
a
fool
,
too
!
.
.
.
No
matter
!
Come
along
!
Do
you
trust
me
?
Come
,
do
you
trust
me
or
not
?
”
