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“
What
decision
?
”
“
You
see
Pyotr
Petrovitch
writes
that
you
are
not
to
be
with
us
this
evening
,
and
that
he
will
go
away
if
you
come
.
So
will
you
.
.
.
come
?
”
“
That
,
of
course
,
is
not
for
me
to
decide
,
but
for
you
first
,
if
you
are
not
offended
by
such
a
request
;
and
secondly
,
by
Dounia
,
if
she
,
too
,
is
not
offended
.
I
will
do
what
you
think
best
,
”
he
added
,
drily
.
“
Dounia
has
already
decided
,
and
I
fully
agree
with
her
,
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
hastened
to
declare
.
“
I
decided
to
ask
you
,
Rodya
,
to
urge
you
not
to
fail
to
be
with
us
at
this
interview
,
”
said
Dounia
.
“
Will
you
come
?
”
“
Yes
.
”
“
I
will
ask
you
,
too
,
to
be
with
us
at
eight
o
’
clock
,
”
she
said
,
addressing
Razumihin
.
“
Mother
,
I
am
inviting
him
,
too
.
”
“
Quite
right
,
Dounia
.
Well
,
since
you
have
decided
,
”
added
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
,
“
so
be
it
.
I
shall
feel
easier
myself
.
I
do
not
like
concealment
and
deception
.
Better
let
us
have
the
whole
truth
.
.
.
.
Pyotr
Petrovitch
may
be
angry
or
not
,
now
!
”
At
that
moment
the
door
was
softly
opened
,
and
a
young
girl
walked
into
the
room
,
looking
timidly
about
her
.
Everyone
turned
towards
her
with
surprise
and
curiosity
.
At
first
sight
,
Raskolnikov
did
not
recognise
her
.
It
was
Sofya
Semyonovna
Marmeladov
.
He
had
seen
her
yesterday
for
the
first
time
,
but
at
such
a
moment
,
in
such
surroundings
and
in
such
a
dress
,
that
his
memory
retained
a
very
different
image
of
her
.
Now
she
was
a
modestly
and
poorly
-
dressed
young
girl
,
very
young
,
indeed
,
almost
like
a
child
,
with
a
modest
and
refined
manner
,
with
a
candid
but
somewhat
frightened
-
looking
face
.
She
was
wearing
a
very
plain
indoor
dress
,
and
had
on
a
shabby
old
-
fashioned
hat
,
but
she
still
carried
a
parasol
.
Unexpectedly
finding
the
room
full
of
people
,
she
was
not
so
much
embarrassed
as
completely
overwhelmed
with
shyness
,
like
a
little
child
.
She
was
even
about
to
retreat
.
“
Oh
.
.
.
it
’
s
you
!
”
said
Raskolnikov
,
extremely
astonished
,
and
he
,
too
,
was
confused
.
He
at
once
recollected
that
his
mother
and
sister
knew
through
Luzhin
’
s
letter
of
“
some
young
woman
of
notorious
behaviour
.
”
He
had
only
just
been
protesting
against
Luzhin
’
s
calumny
and
declaring
that
he
had
seen
the
girl
last
night
for
the
first
time
,
and
suddenly
she
had
walked
in
.
He
remembered
,
too
,
that
he
had
not
protested
against
the
expression
“
of
notorious
behaviour
.
”
All
this
passed
vaguely
and
fleetingly
through
his
brain
,
but
looking
at
her
more
intently
,
he
saw
that
the
humiliated
creature
was
so
humiliated
that
he
felt
suddenly
sorry
for
her
.
When
she
made
a
movement
to
retreat
in
terror
,
it
sent
a
pang
to
his
heart
.
