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He
forced
him
to
take
the
glass
.
Raskolnikov
raised
it
mechanically
to
his
lips
,
but
set
it
on
the
table
again
with
disgust
.
“
Yes
,
you
’
ve
had
a
little
attack
!
You
’
ll
bring
back
your
illness
again
,
my
dear
fellow
,
”
Porfiry
Petrovitch
cackled
with
friendly
sympathy
,
though
he
still
looked
rather
disconcerted
.
“
Good
heavens
,
you
must
take
more
care
of
yourself
!
Dmitri
Prokofitch
was
here
,
came
to
see
me
yesterday
—
I
know
,
I
know
,
I
’
ve
a
nasty
,
ironical
temper
,
but
what
they
made
of
it
!
.
.
.
Good
heavens
,
he
came
yesterday
after
you
’
d
been
.
We
dined
and
he
talked
and
talked
away
,
and
I
could
only
throw
up
my
hands
in
despair
!
Did
he
come
from
you
?
But
do
sit
down
,
for
mercy
’
s
sake
,
sit
down
!
”
“
No
,
not
from
me
,
but
I
knew
he
went
to
you
and
why
he
went
,
”
Raskolnikov
answered
sharply
.
“
You
knew
?
”
“
I
knew
.
What
of
it
?
”
“
Why
this
,
Rodion
Romanovitch
,
that
I
know
more
than
that
about
you
;
I
know
about
everything
.
I
know
how
you
went
to
take
a
flat
at
night
when
it
was
dark
and
how
you
rang
the
bell
and
asked
about
the
blood
,
so
that
the
workmen
and
the
porter
did
not
know
what
to
make
of
it
.
Yes
,
I
understand
your
state
of
mind
at
that
time
.
.
.
but
you
’
ll
drive
yourself
mad
like
that
,
upon
my
word
!
You
’
ll
lose
your
head
!
You
’
re
full
of
generous
indignation
at
the
wrongs
you
’
ve
received
,
first
from
destiny
,
and
then
from
the
police
officers
,
and
so
you
rush
from
one
thing
to
another
to
force
them
to
speak
out
and
make
an
end
of
it
all
,
because
you
are
sick
of
all
this
suspicion
and
foolishness
.
That
’
s
so
,
isn
’
t
it
?
I
have
guessed
how
you
feel
,
haven
’
t
I
?
Only
in
that
way
you
’
ll
lose
your
head
and
Razumihin
’
s
,
too
;
he
’
s
too
good
a
man
for
such
a
position
,
you
must
know
that
.
You
are
ill
and
he
is
good
and
your
illness
is
infectious
for
him
.
.
.
I
’
ll
tell
you
about
it
when
you
are
more
yourself
.
.
.
.
But
do
sit
down
,
for
goodness
’
sake
.
Please
rest
,
you
look
shocking
,
do
sit
down
.
”
Raskolnikov
sat
down
;
he
no
longer
shivered
,
he
was
hot
all
over
.
In
amazement
he
listened
with
strained
attention
to
Porfiry
Petrovitch
who
still
seemed
frightened
as
he
looked
after
him
with
friendly
solicitude
.
But
he
did
not
believe
a
word
he
said
,
though
he
felt
a
strange
inclination
to
believe
.
Porfiry
’
s
unexpected
words
about
the
flat
had
utterly
overwhelmed
him
.
“
How
can
it
be
,
he
knows
about
the
flat
then
,
”
he
thought
suddenly
,
“
and
he
tells
it
me
himself
!
”
“
Yes
,
in
our
legal
practice
there
was
a
case
almost
exactly
similar
,
a
case
of
morbid
psychology
,
”
Porfiry
went
on
quickly
.
“
A
man
confessed
to
murder
and
how
he
kept
it
up
!
It
was
a
regular
hallucination
;
he
brought
forward
facts
,
he
imposed
upon
everyone
and
why
?
He
had
been
partly
,
but
only
partly
,
unintentionally
the
cause
of
a
murder
and
when
he
knew
that
he
had
given
the
murderers
the
opportunity
,
he
sank
into
dejection
,
it
got
on
his
mind
and
turned
his
brain
,
he
began
imagining
things
and
he
persuaded
himself
that
he
was
the
murderer
.
But
at
last
the
High
Court
of
Appeal
went
into
it
and
the
poor
fellow
was
acquitted
and
put
under
proper
care
.
Thanks
to
the
Court
of
Appeal
!
Tut
-
tut
-
tut
!
Why
,
my
dear
fellow
,
you
may
drive
yourself
into
delirium
if
you
have
the
impulse
to
work
upon
your
nerves
,
to
go
ringing
bells
at
night
and
asking
about
blood
!
I
’
ve
studied
all
this
morbid
psychology
in
my
practice
.
A
man
is
sometimes
tempted
to
jump
out
of
a
window
or
from
a
belfry
.
Just
the
same
with
bell
-
ringing
.
.
.
.
It
’
s
all
illness
,
Rodion
Romanovitch
!
You
have
begun
to
neglect
your
illness
.
You
should
consult
an
experienced
doctor
,
what
’
s
the
good
of
that
fat
fellow
?
You
are
lightheaded
!
You
were
delirious
when
you
did
all
this
!
”
