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Lebeziatnikov
skipped
up
to
him
.
“
She
is
dead
,
”
he
said
.
“
Rodion
Romanovitch
,
I
must
have
two
words
with
you
,
”
said
Svidrigaïlov
,
coming
up
to
them
.
Lebeziatnikov
at
once
made
room
for
him
and
delicately
withdrew
.
Svidrigaïlov
drew
Raskolnikov
further
away
.
“
I
will
undertake
all
the
arrangements
,
the
funeral
and
that
.
You
know
it
’
s
a
question
of
money
and
,
as
I
told
you
,
I
have
plenty
to
spare
.
I
will
put
those
two
little
ones
and
Polenka
into
some
good
orphan
asylum
,
and
I
will
settle
fifteen
hundred
roubles
to
be
paid
to
each
on
coming
of
age
,
so
that
Sofya
Semyonovna
need
have
no
anxiety
about
them
.
And
I
will
pull
her
out
of
the
mud
too
,
for
she
is
a
good
girl
,
isn
’
t
she
?
So
tell
Avdotya
Romanovna
that
that
is
how
I
am
spending
her
ten
thousand
.
”
“
What
is
your
motive
for
such
benevolence
?
”
asked
Raskolnikov
.
“
Ah
!
you
sceptical
person
!
”
laughed
Svidrigaïlov
.
“
I
told
you
I
had
no
need
of
that
money
.
Won
’
t
you
admit
that
it
’
s
simply
done
from
humanity
?
She
wasn
’
t
‘
a
louse
,
’
you
know
”
(
he
pointed
to
the
corner
where
the
dead
woman
lay
)
,
“
was
she
,
like
some
old
pawnbroker
woman
?
Come
,
you
’
ll
agree
,
is
Luzhin
to
go
on
living
,
and
doing
wicked
things
or
is
she
to
die
?
And
if
I
didn
’
t
help
them
,
Polenka
would
go
the
same
way
.
”
He
said
this
with
an
air
of
a
sort
of
gay
winking
slyness
,
keeping
his
eyes
fixed
on
Raskolnikov
,
who
turned
white
and
cold
,
hearing
his
own
phrases
,
spoken
to
Sonia
.
He
quickly
stepped
back
and
looked
wildly
at
Svidrigaïlov
.
“
How
do
you
know
?
”
he
whispered
,
hardly
able
to
breathe
“
Why
,
I
lodge
here
at
Madame
Resslich
’
s
,
the
other
side
of
the
wall
.
Here
is
Kapernaumov
,
and
there
lives
Madame
Resslich
,
an
old
and
devoted
friend
of
mine
.
I
am
a
neighbour
.
”
