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“
No
,
”
she
whispered
with
a
painful
effort
.
“
It
will
be
the
same
with
Polenka
,
no
doubt
,
”
he
said
suddenly
.
“
No
,
no
!
It
can
’
t
be
,
no
!
”
Sonia
cried
aloud
in
desperation
,
as
though
she
had
been
stabbed
.
“
God
would
not
allow
anything
so
awful
!
”
“
He
lets
others
come
to
it
.
”
“
No
,
no
!
God
will
protect
her
,
God
!
”
she
repeated
beside
herself
.
“
But
,
perhaps
,
there
is
no
God
at
all
,
”
Raskolnikov
answered
with
a
sort
of
malignance
,
laughed
and
looked
at
her
.
Sonia
’
s
face
suddenly
changed
;
a
tremor
passed
over
it
.
She
looked
at
him
with
unutterable
reproach
,
tried
to
say
something
,
but
could
not
speak
and
broke
into
bitter
,
bitter
sobs
,
hiding
her
face
in
her
hands
.
“
You
say
Katerina
Ivanovna
’
s
mind
is
unhinged
;
your
own
mind
is
unhinged
,
”
he
said
after
a
brief
silence
.
Five
minutes
passed
.
He
still
paced
up
and
down
the
room
in
silence
,
not
looking
at
her
.
At
last
he
went
up
to
her
;
his
eyes
glittered
.
He
put
his
two
hands
on
her
shoulders
and
looked
straight
into
her
tearful
face
.
His
eyes
were
hard
,
feverish
and
piercing
,
his
lips
were
twitching
.
All
at
once
he
bent
down
quickly
and
dropping
to
the
ground
,
kissed
her
foot
.
Sonia
drew
back
from
him
as
from
a
madman
.
And
certainly
he
looked
like
a
madman
.
“
What
are
you
doing
to
me
?
”
she
muttered
,
turning
pale
,
and
a
sudden
anguish
clutched
at
her
heart
.
