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He
got
up
with
an
effort
.
His
head
ached
,
he
stood
up
,
took
a
turn
in
his
garret
and
sank
back
on
the
sofa
again
.
“
Going
to
sleep
again
,
”
cried
Nastasya
.
“
Are
you
ill
,
eh
?
”
He
made
no
reply
.
“
Do
you
want
some
tea
?
”
“
Afterwards
,
”
he
said
with
an
effort
,
closing
his
eyes
again
and
turning
to
the
wall
.
Nastasya
stood
over
him
.
“
Perhaps
he
really
is
ill
,
”
she
said
,
turned
and
went
out
.
She
came
in
again
at
two
o
’
clock
with
soup
.
He
was
lying
as
before
.
The
tea
stood
untouched
.
Nastasya
felt
positively
offended
and
began
wrathfully
rousing
him
.
“
Why
are
you
lying
like
a
log
?
”
she
shouted
,
looking
at
him
with
repulsion
.
He
got
up
,
and
sat
down
again
,
but
said
nothing
and
stared
at
the
floor
.
“
Are
you
ill
or
not
?
”
asked
Nastasya
and
again
received
no
answer
.
“
You
’
d
better
go
out
and
get
a
breath
of
air
,
”
she
said
after
a
pause
.
“
Will
you
eat
it
or
not
?
”
