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“
Oh
,
mercy
,
I
do
not
know
,
”
cried
poor
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
.
“
Yes
,
yes
.
.
.
though
I
don
’
t
agree
with
you
in
everything
,
”
added
Avdotya
Romanovna
earnestly
and
at
once
uttered
a
cry
,
for
he
squeezed
her
hand
so
painfully
.
“
Yes
,
you
say
yes
.
.
.
well
after
that
you
.
.
.
you
.
.
.
”
he
cried
in
a
transport
,
“
you
are
a
fount
of
goodness
,
purity
,
sense
.
.
.
and
perfection
.
Give
me
your
hand
.
.
.
you
give
me
yours
,
too
!
I
want
to
kiss
your
hands
here
at
once
,
on
my
knees
.
.
.
”
and
he
fell
on
his
knees
on
the
pavement
,
fortunately
at
that
time
deserted
.
“
Leave
off
,
I
entreat
you
,
what
are
you
doing
?
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
cried
,
greatly
distressed
.
“
Get
up
,
get
up
!
”
said
Dounia
laughing
,
though
she
,
too
,
was
upset
.
“
Not
for
anything
till
you
let
me
kiss
your
hands
!
That
’
s
it
!
Enough
!
I
get
up
and
we
’
ll
go
on
!
I
am
a
luckless
fool
,
I
am
unworthy
of
you
and
drunk
.
.
.
and
I
am
ashamed
.
.
.
.
I
am
not
worthy
to
love
you
,
but
to
do
homage
to
you
is
the
duty
of
every
man
who
is
not
a
perfect
beast
!
And
I
’
ve
done
homage
.
.
.
.
Here
are
your
lodgings
,
and
for
that
alone
Rodya
was
right
in
driving
your
Pyotr
Petrovitch
away
.
.
.
.
How
dare
he
!
how
dare
he
put
you
in
such
lodgings
!
It
’
s
a
scandal
!
Do
you
know
the
sort
of
people
they
take
in
here
?
And
you
his
betrothed
!
You
are
his
betrothed
?
Yes
?
Well
,
then
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
,
your
fiancé
is
a
scoundrel
.
”
“
Excuse
me
,
Mr
.
Razumihin
,
you
are
forgetting
.
.
.
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
was
beginning
.
“
Yes
,
yes
,
you
are
right
,
I
did
forget
myself
,
I
am
ashamed
of
it
,
”
Razumihin
made
haste
to
apologise
.
“
But
.
.
.
but
you
can
’
t
be
angry
with
me
for
speaking
so
!
For
I
speak
sincerely
and
not
because
.
.
.
hm
,
hm
!
That
would
be
disgraceful
;
in
fact
not
because
I
’
m
in
.
.
.
hm
!
Well
,
anyway
,
I
won
’
t
say
why
,
I
daren
’
t
.
.
.
.
But
we
all
saw
to
-
day
when
he
came
in
that
that
man
is
not
of
our
sort
.
Not
because
he
had
his
hair
curled
at
the
barber
’
s
,
not
because
he
was
in
such
a
hurry
to
show
his
wit
,
but
because
he
is
a
spy
,
a
speculator
,
because
he
is
a
skin
-
flint
and
a
buffoon
.
That
’
s
evident
.
Do
you
think
him
clever
?
No
,
he
is
a
fool
,
a
fool
.
And
is
he
a
match
for
you
?
Good
heavens
!
Do
you
see
,
ladies
?
”
he
stopped
suddenly
on
the
way
upstairs
to
their
rooms
,
“
though
all
my
friends
there
are
drunk
,
yet
they
are
all
honest
,
and
though
we
do
talk
a
lot
of
trash
,
and
I
do
,
too
,
yet
we
shall
talk
our
way
to
the
truth
at
last
,
for
we
are
on
the
right
path
,
while
Pyotr
Petrovitch
.
.
.
is
not
on
the
right
path
.
Though
I
’
ve
been
calling
them
all
sorts
of
names
just
now
,
I
do
respect
them
all
.
.
.
though
I
don
’
t
respect
Zametov
,
I
like
him
,
for
he
is
a
puppy
,
and
that
bullock
Zossimov
,
because
he
is
an
honest
man
and
knows
his
work
.
But
enough
,
it
’
s
all
said
and
forgiven
.
Is
it
forgiven
?
Well
,
then
,
let
’
s
go
on
.
I
know
this
corridor
,
I
’
ve
been
here
,
there
was
a
scandal
here
at
Number
3
.
.
.
.
Where
are
you
here
?
Which
number
?
eight
?
Well
,
lock
yourselves
in
for
the
night
,
then
.
Don
’
t
let
anybody
in
.
In
a
quarter
of
an
hour
I
’
ll
come
back
with
news
,
and
half
an
hour
later
I
’
ll
bring
Zossimov
,
you
’
ll
see
!
Good
-
bye
,
I
’
ll
run
.
”
