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“
I
did
not
expect
you
,
”
he
said
,
hurriedly
,
with
a
look
that
made
her
stop
.
“
Please
sit
down
.
You
come
,
no
doubt
,
from
Katerina
Ivanovna
.
Allow
me
—
not
there
.
Sit
here
.
.
.
.
”
At
Sonia
’
s
entrance
,
Razumihin
,
who
had
been
sitting
on
one
of
Raskolnikov
’
s
three
chairs
,
close
to
the
door
,
got
up
to
allow
her
to
enter
.
Raskolnikov
had
at
first
shown
her
the
place
on
the
sofa
where
Zossimov
had
been
sitting
,
but
feeling
that
the
sofa
which
served
him
as
a
bed
,
was
too
familiar
a
place
,
he
hurriedly
motioned
her
to
Razumihin
’
s
chair
.
“
You
sit
here
,
”
he
said
to
Razumihin
,
putting
him
on
the
sofa
.
Sonia
sat
down
,
almost
shaking
with
terror
,
and
looked
timidly
at
the
two
ladies
.
It
was
evidently
almost
inconceivable
to
herself
that
she
could
sit
down
beside
them
.
At
the
thought
of
it
,
she
was
so
frightened
that
she
hurriedly
got
up
again
,
and
in
utter
confusion
addressed
Raskolnikov
.
“
I
.
.
.
I
.
.
.
have
come
for
one
minute
.
Forgive
me
for
disturbing
you
,
”
she
began
falteringly
.
“
I
come
from
Katerina
Ivanovna
,
and
she
had
no
one
to
send
.
Katerina
Ivanovna
told
me
to
beg
you
.
.
.
to
be
at
the
service
.
.
.
in
the
morning
.
.
.
at
Mitrofanievsky
.
.
.
and
then
.
.
.
to
us
.
.
.
to
her
.
.
.
to
do
her
the
honour
.
.
.
she
told
me
to
beg
you
.
.
.
”
Sonia
stammered
and
ceased
speaking
.
“
I
will
try
,
certainly
,
most
certainly
,
”
answered
Raskolnikov
.
He
,
too
,
stood
up
,
and
he
,
too
,
faltered
and
could
not
finish
his
sentence
.
“
Please
sit
down
,
”
he
said
,
suddenly
.
“
I
want
to
talk
to
you
.
You
are
perhaps
in
a
hurry
,
but
please
,
be
so
kind
,
spare
me
two
minutes
,
”
and
he
drew
up
a
chair
for
her
.
Sonia
sat
down
again
,
and
again
timidly
she
took
a
hurried
,
frightened
look
at
the
two
ladies
,
and
dropped
her
eyes
.
Raskolnikov
’
s
pale
face
flushed
,
a
shudder
passed
over
him
,
his
eyes
glowed
.
“
Mother
,
”
he
said
,
firmly
and
insistently
,
“
this
is
Sofya
Semyonovna
Marmeladov
,
the
daughter
of
that
unfortunate
Mr
.
Marmeladov
,
who
was
run
over
yesterday
before
my
eyes
,
and
of
whom
I
was
just
telling
you
.
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
glanced
at
Sonia
,
and
slightly
screwed
up
her
eyes
.
In
spite
of
her
embarrassment
before
Rodya
’
s
urgent
and
challenging
look
,
she
could
not
deny
herself
that
satisfaction
.
Dounia
gazed
gravely
and
intently
into
the
poor
girl
’
s
face
,
and
scrutinised
her
with
perplexity
.
Sonia
,
hearing
herself
introduced
,
tried
to
raise
her
eyes
again
,
but
was
more
embarrassed
than
ever
.
