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“
Let
us
go
,
mother
,
”
said
Avdotya
Romanovna
,
“
he
will
certainly
do
what
he
has
promised
.
He
has
saved
Rodya
already
,
and
if
the
doctor
really
will
consent
to
spend
the
night
here
,
what
could
be
better
?
”
“
You
see
,
you
.
.
.
you
.
.
.
understand
me
,
because
you
are
an
angel
!
”
Razumihin
cried
in
ecstasy
,
“
let
us
go
!
Nastasya
!
Fly
upstairs
and
sit
with
him
with
a
light
;
I
’
ll
come
in
a
quarter
of
an
hour
.
”
Though
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
was
not
perfectly
convinced
,
she
made
no
further
resistance
.
Razumihin
gave
an
arm
to
each
and
drew
them
down
the
stairs
.
He
still
made
her
uneasy
,
as
though
he
was
competent
and
good
-
natured
,
was
he
capable
of
carrying
out
his
promise
?
He
seemed
in
such
a
condition
.
.
.
.
“
Ah
,
I
see
you
think
I
am
in
such
a
condition
!
”
Razumihin
broke
in
upon
her
thoughts
,
guessing
them
,
as
he
strolled
along
the
pavement
with
huge
steps
,
so
that
the
two
ladies
could
hardly
keep
up
with
him
,
a
fact
he
did
not
observe
,
however
.
“
Nonsense
!
That
is
.
.
.
I
am
drunk
like
a
fool
,
but
that
’
s
not
it
;
I
am
not
drunk
from
wine
.
It
’
s
seeing
you
has
turned
my
head
.
.
.
But
don
’
t
mind
me
!
Don
’
t
take
any
notice
:
I
am
talking
nonsense
,
I
am
not
worthy
of
you
.
.
.
.
I
am
utterly
unworthy
of
you
!
The
minute
I
’
ve
taken
you
home
,
I
’
ll
pour
a
couple
of
pailfuls
of
water
over
my
head
in
the
gutter
here
,
and
then
I
shall
be
all
right
.
.
.
.
If
only
you
knew
how
I
love
you
both
!
Don
’
t
laugh
,
and
don
’
t
be
angry
!
You
may
be
angry
with
anyone
,
but
not
with
me
!
I
am
his
friend
,
and
therefore
I
am
your
friend
,
too
,
I
want
to
be
.
.
.
I
had
a
presentiment
.
.
.
Last
year
there
was
a
moment
.
.
.
though
it
wasn
’
t
a
presentiment
really
,
for
you
seem
to
have
fallen
from
heaven
.
And
I
expect
I
shan
’
t
sleep
all
night
.
.
.
Zossimov
was
afraid
a
little
time
ago
that
he
would
go
mad
.
.
.
that
’
s
why
he
mustn
’
t
be
irritated
.
”
“
What
do
you
say
?
”
cried
the
mother
.
“
Did
the
doctor
really
say
that
?
”
asked
Avdotya
Romanovna
,
alarmed
.
“
Yes
,
but
it
’
s
not
so
,
not
a
bit
of
it
.
He
gave
him
some
medicine
,
a
powder
,
I
saw
it
,
and
then
your
coming
here
.
.
.
.
Ah
!
It
would
have
been
better
if
you
had
come
to
-
morrow
.
It
’
s
a
good
thing
we
went
away
.
And
in
an
hour
Zossimov
himself
will
report
to
you
about
everything
.
He
is
not
drunk
!
And
I
shan
’
t
be
drunk
.
.
.
.
And
what
made
me
get
so
tight
?
Because
they
got
me
into
an
argument
,
damn
them
!
I
’
ve
sworn
never
to
argue
!
They
talk
such
trash
!
I
almost
came
to
blows
!
I
’
ve
left
my
uncle
to
preside
.
Would
you
believe
,
they
insist
on
complete
absence
of
individualism
and
that
’
s
just
what
they
relish
!
Not
to
be
themselves
,
to
be
as
unlike
themselves
as
they
can
.
That
’
s
what
they
regard
as
the
highest
point
of
progress
.
If
only
their
nonsense
were
their
own
,
but
as
it
is
.
.
.
”
“
Listen
!
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
interrupted
timidly
,
but
it
only
added
fuel
to
the
flames
.
“
What
do
you
think
?
”
shouted
Razumihin
,
louder
than
ever
,
“
you
think
I
am
attacking
them
for
talking
nonsense
?
Not
a
bit
!
I
like
them
to
talk
nonsense
.
That
’
s
man
’
s
one
privilege
over
all
creation
.
Through
error
you
come
to
the
truth
!
I
am
a
man
because
I
err
!
You
never
reach
any
truth
without
making
fourteen
mistakes
and
very
likely
a
hundred
and
fourteen
.
And
a
fine
thing
,
too
,
in
its
way
;
but
we
can
’
t
even
make
mistakes
on
our
own
account
!
Talk
nonsense
,
but
talk
your
own
nonsense
,
and
I
’
ll
kiss
you
for
it
.
To
go
wrong
in
one
’
s
own
way
is
better
than
to
go
right
in
someone
else
’
s
.
In
the
first
case
you
are
a
man
,
in
the
second
you
’
re
no
better
than
a
bird
.
Truth
won
’
t
escape
you
,
but
life
can
be
cramped
.
There
have
been
examples
.
And
what
are
we
doing
now
?
In
science
,
development
,
thought
,
invention
,
ideals
,
aims
,
liberalism
,
judgment
,
experience
and
everything
,
everything
,
everything
,
we
are
still
in
the
preparatory
class
at
school
.
We
prefer
to
live
on
other
people
’
s
ideas
,
it
’
s
what
we
are
used
to
!
Am
I
right
,
am
I
right
?
”
cried
Razumihin
,
pressing
and
shaking
the
two
ladies
’
hands
.
