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“
But
you
have
bound
me
,
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
,
”
Luzhin
stormed
in
a
frenzy
,
“
by
your
promise
,
and
now
you
deny
it
and
.
.
.
besides
.
.
.
I
have
been
led
on
account
of
that
into
expenses
.
.
.
.
”
This
last
complaint
was
so
characteristic
of
Pyotr
Petrovitch
,
that
Raskolnikov
,
pale
with
anger
and
with
the
effort
of
restraining
it
,
could
not
help
breaking
into
laughter
.
But
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
was
furious
.
“
Expenses
?
What
expenses
?
Are
you
speaking
of
our
trunk
?
But
the
conductor
brought
it
for
nothing
for
you
.
Mercy
on
us
,
we
have
bound
you
!
What
are
you
thinking
about
,
Pyotr
Petrovitch
,
it
was
you
bound
us
,
hand
and
foot
,
not
we
!
”
“
Enough
,
mother
,
no
more
please
,
”
Avdotya
Romanovna
implored
.
“
Pyotr
Petrovitch
,
do
be
kind
and
go
!
”
“
I
am
going
,
but
one
last
word
,
”
he
said
,
quite
unable
to
control
himself
.
“
Your
mamma
seems
to
have
entirely
forgotten
that
I
made
up
my
mind
to
take
you
,
so
to
speak
,
after
the
gossip
of
the
town
had
spread
all
over
the
district
in
regard
to
your
reputation
.
Disregarding
public
opinion
for
your
sake
and
reinstating
your
reputation
,
I
certainly
might
very
well
reckon
on
a
fitting
return
,
and
might
indeed
look
for
gratitude
on
your
part
.
And
my
eyes
have
only
now
been
opened
!
I
see
myself
that
I
may
have
acted
very
,
very
recklessly
in
disregarding
the
universal
verdict
.
.
.
”
“
Does
the
fellow
want
his
head
smashed
?
”
cried
Razumihin
,
jumping
up
.
“
You
are
a
mean
and
spiteful
man
!
”
cried
Dounia
.
“
Not
a
word
!
Not
a
movement
!
”
cried
Raskolnikov
,
holding
Razumihin
back
;
then
going
close
up
to
Luzhin
,
“
Kindly
leave
the
room
!
”
he
said
quietly
and
distinctly
,
“
and
not
a
word
more
or
.
.
.
”
Pyotr
Petrovitch
gazed
at
him
for
some
seconds
with
a
pale
face
that
worked
with
anger
,
then
he
turned
,
went
out
,
and
rarely
has
any
man
carried
away
in
his
heart
such
vindictive
hatred
as
he
felt
against
Raskolnikov
.
Him
,
and
him
alone
,
he
blamed
for
everything
.
It
is
noteworthy
that
as
he
went
downstairs
he
still
imagined
that
his
case
was
perhaps
not
utterly
lost
,
and
that
,
so
far
as
the
ladies
were
concerned
,
all
might
“
very
well
indeed
”
be
set
right
again
.
