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“
Why
,
he
there
was
asking
whether
a
student
lived
here
,
mentioned
your
name
and
whom
you
lodged
with
.
I
saw
you
coming
and
pointed
you
out
and
he
went
away
.
It
’
s
funny
.
”
The
porter
too
seemed
rather
puzzled
,
but
not
much
so
,
and
after
wondering
for
a
moment
he
turned
and
went
back
to
his
room
.
Raskolnikov
ran
after
the
stranger
,
and
at
once
caught
sight
of
him
walking
along
the
other
side
of
the
street
with
the
same
even
,
deliberate
step
with
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
ground
,
as
though
in
meditation
.
He
soon
overtook
him
,
but
for
some
time
walked
behind
him
.
At
last
,
moving
on
to
a
level
with
him
,
he
looked
at
his
face
.
The
man
noticed
him
at
once
,
looked
at
him
quickly
,
but
dropped
his
eyes
again
;
and
so
they
walked
for
a
minute
side
by
side
without
uttering
a
word
.
“
You
were
inquiring
for
me
.
.
.
of
the
porter
?
”
Raskolnikov
said
at
last
,
but
in
a
curiously
quiet
voice
.
The
man
made
no
answer
;
he
didn
’
t
even
look
at
him
.
Again
they
were
both
silent
.
“
Why
do
you
.
.
.
come
and
ask
for
me
.
.
.
and
say
nothing
.
.
.
.
What
’
s
the
meaning
of
it
?
”
Raskolnikov
’
s
voice
broke
and
he
seemed
unable
to
articulate
the
words
clearly
.
The
man
raised
his
eyes
this
time
and
turned
a
gloomy
sinister
look
at
Raskolnikov
.
“
Murderer
!
”
he
said
suddenly
in
a
quiet
but
clear
and
distinct
voice
.
