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“
Oh
,
that
’
s
what
you
think
,
is
it
!
I
agree
,
that
it
is
a
disease
like
everything
that
exceeds
moderation
.
And
,
of
course
,
in
this
one
must
exceed
moderation
.
But
in
the
first
place
,
everybody
does
so
in
one
way
or
another
,
and
in
the
second
place
,
of
course
,
one
ought
to
be
moderate
and
prudent
,
however
mean
it
may
be
,
but
what
am
I
to
do
?
If
I
hadn
’
t
this
,
I
might
have
to
shoot
myself
.
I
am
ready
to
admit
that
a
decent
man
ought
to
put
up
with
being
bored
,
but
yet
.
.
.
”
“
And
could
you
shoot
yourself
?
”
“
Oh
,
come
!
”
Svidrigaïlov
parried
with
disgust
.
“
Please
don
’
t
speak
of
it
,
”
he
added
hurriedly
and
with
none
of
the
bragging
tone
he
had
shown
in
all
the
previous
conversation
.
His
face
quite
changed
.
“
I
admit
it
’
s
an
unpardonable
weakness
,
but
I
can
’
t
help
it
.
I
am
afraid
of
death
and
I
dislike
its
being
talked
of
.
Do
you
know
that
I
am
to
a
certain
extent
a
mystic
?
”
“
Ah
,
the
apparitions
of
Marfa
Petrovna
!
Do
they
still
go
on
visiting
you
?
”
“
Oh
,
don
’
t
talk
of
them
;
there
have
been
no
more
in
Petersburg
,
confound
them
!
”
he
cried
with
an
air
of
irritation
.
“
Let
’
s
rather
talk
of
that
.
.
.
though
.
.
.
H
’
m
!
I
have
not
much
time
,
and
can
’
t
stay
long
with
you
,
it
’
s
a
pity
!
I
should
have
found
plenty
to
tell
you
.
”
“
What
’
s
your
engagement
,
a
woman
?
”
“
Yes
,
a
woman
,
a
casual
incident
.
.
.
.
No
,
that
’
s
not
what
I
want
to
talk
of
.
”
“
And
the
hideousness
,
the
filthiness
of
all
your
surroundings
,
doesn
’
t
that
affect
you
?
Have
you
lost
the
strength
to
stop
yourself
?
”
“
And
do
you
pretend
to
strength
,
too
?
He
-
he
-
he
!
You
surprised
me
just
now
,
Rodion
Romanovitch
,
though
I
knew
beforehand
it
would
be
so
.
You
preach
to
me
about
vice
and
æsthetics
!
You
—
a
Schiller
,
you
—
an
idealist
!
Of
course
that
’
s
all
as
it
should
be
and
it
would
be
surprising
if
it
were
not
so
,
yet
it
is
strange
in
reality
.
.
.
.
Ah
,
what
a
pity
I
have
no
time
,
for
you
’
re
a
most
interesting
type
!
And
,
by
-
the
-
way
,
are
you
fond
of
Schiller
?
I
am
awfully
fond
of
him
.
”
