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“
This
way
,
this
way
,
to
my
room
!
”
Sonia
implored
.
“
I
live
here
!
.
.
.
See
,
that
house
,
the
second
from
here
.
.
.
.
Come
to
me
,
make
haste
,
”
she
turned
from
one
to
the
other
.
“
Send
for
the
doctor
!
Oh
,
dear
!
”
Thanks
to
the
official
’
s
efforts
,
this
plan
was
adopted
,
the
policeman
even
helping
to
carry
Katerina
Ivanovna
.
She
was
carried
to
Sonia
’
s
room
,
almost
unconscious
,
and
laid
on
the
bed
.
The
blood
was
still
flowing
,
but
she
seemed
to
be
coming
to
herself
.
Raskolnikov
,
Lebeziatnikov
,
and
the
official
accompanied
Sonia
into
the
room
and
were
followed
by
the
policeman
,
who
first
drove
back
the
crowd
which
followed
to
the
very
door
.
Polenka
came
in
holding
Kolya
and
Lida
,
who
were
trembling
and
weeping
.
Several
persons
came
in
too
from
the
Kapernaumovs
’
room
;
the
landlord
,
a
lame
one
-
eyed
man
of
strange
appearance
with
whiskers
and
hair
that
stood
up
like
a
brush
,
his
wife
,
a
woman
with
an
everlastingly
scared
expression
,
and
several
open
-
mouthed
children
with
wonder
-
struck
faces
.
Among
these
,
Svidrigaïlov
suddenly
made
his
appearance
.
Raskolnikov
looked
at
him
with
surprise
,
not
understanding
where
he
had
come
from
and
not
having
noticed
him
in
the
crowd
.
A
doctor
and
priest
wore
spoken
of
.
The
official
whispered
to
Raskolnikov
that
he
thought
it
was
too
late
now
for
the
doctor
,
but
he
ordered
him
to
be
sent
for
.
Kapernaumov
ran
himself
.
Meanwhile
Katerina
Ivanovna
had
regained
her
breath
.
The
bleeding
ceased
for
a
time
.
She
looked
with
sick
but
intent
and
penetrating
eyes
at
Sonia
,
who
stood
pale
and
trembling
,
wiping
the
sweat
from
her
brow
with
a
handkerchief
.
At
last
she
asked
to
be
raised
.
They
sat
her
up
on
the
bed
,
supporting
her
on
both
sides
.
“
Where
are
the
children
?
”
she
said
in
a
faint
voice
.
“
You
’
ve
brought
them
,
Polenka
?
Oh
the
sillies
!
Why
did
you
run
away
.
.
.
.
Och
!
”
Once
more
her
parched
lips
were
covered
with
blood
.
She
moved
her
eyes
,
looking
about
her
.
“
So
that
’
s
how
you
live
,
Sonia
!
Never
once
have
I
been
in
your
room
.
”
She
looked
at
her
with
a
face
of
suffering
.
“
We
have
been
your
ruin
,
Sonia
.
Polenka
,
Lida
,
Kolya
,
come
here
!
Well
,
here
they
are
,
Sonia
,
take
them
all
!
I
hand
them
over
to
you
,
I
’
ve
had
enough
!
The
ball
is
over
.
”
(
Cough
!
)
“
Lay
me
down
,
let
me
die
in
peace
.
”
They
laid
her
back
on
the
pillow
.
