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The
fact
was
that
up
to
the
last
moment
he
had
never
expected
such
an
ending
;
he
had
been
overbearing
to
the
last
degree
,
never
dreaming
that
two
destitute
and
defenceless
women
could
escape
from
his
control
.
This
conviction
was
strengthened
by
his
vanity
and
conceit
,
a
conceit
to
the
point
of
fatuity
.
Pyotr
Petrovitch
,
who
had
made
his
way
up
from
insignificance
,
was
morbidly
given
to
self
-
admiration
,
had
the
highest
opinion
of
his
intelligence
and
capacities
,
and
sometimes
even
gloated
in
solitude
over
his
image
in
the
glass
.
But
what
he
loved
and
valued
above
all
was
the
money
he
had
amassed
by
his
labour
,
and
by
all
sorts
of
devices
:
that
money
made
him
the
equal
of
all
who
had
been
his
superiors
.
When
he
had
bitterly
reminded
Dounia
that
he
had
decided
to
take
her
in
spite
of
evil
report
,
Pyotr
Petrovitch
had
spoken
with
perfect
sincerity
and
had
,
indeed
,
felt
genuinely
indignant
at
such
“
black
ingratitude
.
”
And
yet
,
when
he
made
Dounia
his
offer
,
he
was
fully
aware
of
the
groundlessness
of
all
the
gossip
.
The
story
had
been
everywhere
contradicted
by
Marfa
Petrovna
,
and
was
by
then
disbelieved
by
all
the
townspeople
,
who
were
warm
in
Dounia
’
a
defence
.
And
he
would
not
have
denied
that
he
knew
all
that
at
the
time
.
Yet
he
still
thought
highly
of
his
own
resolution
in
lifting
Dounia
to
his
level
and
regarded
it
as
something
heroic
.
In
speaking
of
it
to
Dounia
,
he
had
let
out
the
secret
feeling
he
cherished
and
admired
,
and
he
could
not
understand
that
others
should
fail
to
admire
it
too
.
He
had
called
on
Raskolnikov
with
the
feelings
of
a
benefactor
who
is
about
to
reap
the
fruits
of
his
good
deeds
and
to
hear
agreeable
flattery
.
And
as
he
went
downstairs
now
,
he
considered
himself
most
undeservedly
injured
and
unrecognised
.
Dounia
was
simply
essential
to
him
;
to
do
without
her
was
unthinkable
.
For
many
years
he
had
had
voluptuous
dreams
of
marriage
,
but
he
had
gone
on
waiting
and
amassing
money
.
He
brooded
with
relish
,
in
profound
secret
,
over
the
image
of
a
girl
—
virtuous
,
poor
(
she
must
be
poor
)
,
very
young
,
very
pretty
,
of
good
birth
and
education
,
very
timid
,
one
who
had
suffered
much
,
and
was
completely
humbled
before
him
,
one
who
would
all
her
life
look
on
him
as
her
saviour
,
worship
him
,
admire
him
and
only
him
.
How
many
scenes
,
how
many
amorous
episodes
he
had
imagined
on
this
seductive
and
playful
theme
,
when
his
work
was
over
!
And
,
behold
,
the
dream
of
so
many
years
was
all
but
realised
;
the
beauty
and
education
of
Avdotya
Romanovna
had
impressed
him
;
her
helpless
position
had
been
a
great
allurement
;
in
her
he
had
found
even
more
than
he
dreamed
of
.
Here
was
a
girl
of
pride
,
character
,
virtue
,
of
education
and
breeding
superior
to
his
own
(
he
felt
that
)
,
and
this
creature
would
be
slavishly
grateful
all
her
life
for
his
heroic
condescension
,
and
would
humble
herself
in
the
dust
before
him
,
and
he
would
have
absolute
,
unbounded
power
over
her
!
.
.
.
Not
long
before
,
he
had
,
too
,
after
long
reflection
and
hesitation
,
made
an
important
change
in
his
career
and
was
now
entering
on
a
wider
circle
of
business
.
With
this
change
his
cherished
dreams
of
rising
into
a
higher
class
of
society
seemed
likely
to
be
realised
.
.
.
.
He
was
,
in
fact
,
determined
to
try
his
fortune
in
Petersburg
.
He
knew
that
women
could
do
a
very
great
deal
.
The
fascination
of
a
charming
,
virtuous
,
highly
educated
woman
might
make
his
way
easier
,
might
do
wonders
in
attracting
people
to
him
,
throwing
an
aureole
round
him
,
and
now
everything
was
in
ruins
!
This
sudden
horrible
rupture
affected
him
like
a
clap
of
thunder
;
it
was
like
a
hideous
joke
,
an
absurdity
.
He
had
only
been
a
tiny
bit
masterful
,
had
not
even
time
to
speak
out
,
had
simply
made
a
joke
,
been
carried
away
—
and
it
had
ended
so
seriously
.
And
,
of
course
,
too
,
he
did
love
Dounia
in
his
own
way
;
he
already
possessed
her
in
his
dreams
—
and
all
at
once
!
No
!
The
next
day
,
the
very
next
day
,
it
must
all
be
set
right
,
smoothed
over
,
settled
.
Above
all
he
must
crush
that
conceited
milksop
who
was
the
cause
of
it
all
.
With
a
sick
feeling
he
could
not
help
recalling
Razumihin
too
,
but
,
he
soon
reassured
himself
on
that
score
;
as
though
a
fellow
like
that
could
be
put
on
a
level
with
him
!
The
man
he
really
dreaded
in
earnest
was
Svidrigaïlov
.
.
.
.
He
had
,
in
short
,
a
great
deal
to
attend
to
.
.
.
.
“
No
,
I
,
I
am
more
to
blame
than
anyone
!
”
said
Dounia
,
kissing
and
embracing
her
mother
.
“
I
was
tempted
by
his
money
,
but
on
my
honour
,
brother
,
I
had
no
idea
he
was
such
a
base
man
.
If
I
had
seen
through
him
before
,
nothing
would
have
tempted
me
!
Don
’
t
blame
me
,
brother
!
”
“
God
has
delivered
us
!
God
has
delivered
us
!
”
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
muttered
,
but
half
consciously
,
as
though
scarcely
able
to
realise
what
had
happened
.
They
were
all
relieved
,
and
in
five
minutes
they
were
laughing
.
Only
now
and
then
Dounia
turned
white
and
frowned
,
remembering
what
had
passed
.
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
was
surprised
to
find
that
she
,
too
,
was
glad
:
she
had
only
that
morning
thought
rupture
with
Luzhin
a
terrible
misfortune
.
Razumihin
was
delighted
.
He
did
not
yet
dare
to
express
his
joy
fully
,
but
he
was
in
a
fever
of
excitement
as
though
a
ton
-
weight
had
fallen
off
his
heart
.
Now
he
had
the
right
to
devote
his
life
to
them
,
to
serve
them
.
.
.
.
Anything
might
happen
now
!
But
he
felt
afraid
to
think
of
further
possibilities
and
dared
not
let
his
imagination
range
.
But
Raskolnikov
sat
still
in
the
same
place
,
almost
sullen
and
indifferent
.
Though
he
had
been
the
most
insistent
on
getting
rid
of
Luzhin
,
he
seemed
now
the
least
concerned
at
what
had
happened
.
Dounia
could
not
help
thinking
that
he
was
still
angry
with
her
,
and
Pulcheria
Alexandrovna
watched
him
timidly
.
“
What
did
Svidrigaïlov
say
to
you
?
”
said
Dounia
,
approaching
him
.
