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He
fixed
a
strained
intent
look
on
his
sister
,
but
did
not
hear
or
did
not
understand
her
words
.
Then
,
completely
lost
in
thought
,
he
got
up
,
went
up
to
his
mother
,
kissed
her
,
went
back
to
his
place
and
sat
down
.
“
You
love
her
even
now
?
”
said
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
,
touched
.
“
Her
?
Now
?
Oh
,
yes
.
.
.
.
You
ask
about
her
?
No
.
.
.
that
’
s
all
now
,
as
it
were
,
in
another
world
.
.
.
and
so
long
ago
.
And
indeed
everything
happening
here
seems
somehow
far
away
.
”
He
looked
attentively
at
them
.
“
You
,
now
.
.
.
I
seem
to
be
looking
at
you
from
a
thousand
miles
away
.
.
.
but
,
goodness
knows
why
we
are
talking
of
that
!
And
what
’
s
the
use
of
asking
about
it
?
”
he
added
with
annoyance
,
and
biting
his
nails
,
fell
into
dreamy
silence
again
.
“
What
a
wretched
lodging
you
have
,
Rodya
!
It
’
s
like
a
tomb
,
”
said
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
,
suddenly
breaking
the
oppressive
silence
.
“
I
am
sure
it
’
s
quite
half
through
your
lodging
you
have
become
so
melancholy
.
”
“
My
lodging
,
”
he
answered
,
listlessly
.
“
Yes
,
the
lodging
had
a
great
deal
to
do
with
it
.
.
.
.
I
thought
that
,
too
.
.
.
.
If
only
you
knew
,
though
,
what
a
strange
thing
you
said
just
now
,
mother
,
”
he
said
,
laughing
strangely
.
A
little
more
,
and
their
companionship
,
this
mother
and
this
sister
,
with
him
after
three
years
’
absence
,
this
intimate
tone
of
conversation
,
in
face
of
the
utter
impossibility
of
really
speaking
about
anything
,
would
have
been
beyond
his
power
of
endurance
.
But
there
was
one
urgent
matter
which
must
be
settled
one
way
or
the
other
that
day
—
so
he
had
decided
when
he
woke
.
Now
he
was
glad
to
remember
it
,
as
a
means
of
escape
.
“
Listen
,
Dounia
,
”
he
began
,
gravely
and
drily
,
“
of
course
I
beg
your
pardon
for
yesterday
,
but
I
consider
it
my
duty
to
tell
you
again
that
I
do
not
withdraw
from
my
chief
point
.
It
is
me
or
Luzhin
.
If
I
am
a
scoundrel
,
you
must
not
be
.
One
is
enough
.
If
you
marry
Luzhin
,
I
cease
at
once
to
look
on
you
as
a
sister
.
”
“
Rodya
,
Rodya
!
It
is
the
same
as
yesterday
again
,
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
cried
,
mournfully
.
“
And
why
do
you
call
yourself
a
scoundrel
?
I
can
’
t
bear
it
.
You
said
the
same
yesterday
.
”
“
Brother
,
”
Dounia
answered
firmly
and
with
the
same
dryness
.
“
In
all
this
there
is
a
mistake
on
your
part
.
I
thought
it
over
at
night
,
and
found
out
the
mistake
.
It
is
all
because
you
seem
to
fancy
I
am
sacrificing
myself
to
someone
and
for
someone
.
That
is
not
the
case
at
all
.
I
am
simply
marrying
for
my
own
sake
,
because
things
are
hard
for
me
.
Though
,
of
course
,
I
shall
be
glad
if
I
succeed
in
being
useful
to
my
family
.
But
that
is
not
the
chief
motive
for
my
decision
.
.
.
.
”
