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“
Take
it
!
Make
haste
!
”
He
looked
stubbornly
out
of
the
window
.
Dounia
went
up
to
the
table
to
take
the
key
.
“
Make
haste
!
Make
haste
!
”
repeated
Svidrigaïlov
,
still
without
turning
or
moving
.
But
there
seemed
a
terrible
significance
in
the
tone
of
that
“
make
haste
.
”
Dounia
understood
it
,
snatched
up
the
key
,
flew
to
the
door
,
unlocked
it
quickly
and
rushed
out
of
the
room
.
A
minute
later
,
beside
herself
,
she
ran
out
on
to
the
canal
bank
in
the
direction
of
X
.
Bridge
.
Svidrigaïlov
remained
three
minutes
standing
at
the
window
.
At
last
he
slowly
turned
,
looked
about
him
and
passed
his
hand
over
his
forehead
.
A
strange
smile
contorted
his
face
,
a
pitiful
,
sad
,
weak
smile
,
a
smile
of
despair
.
The
blood
,
which
was
already
getting
dry
,
smeared
his
hand
.
He
looked
angrily
at
it
,
then
wetted
a
towel
and
washed
his
temple
.
The
revolver
which
Dounia
had
flung
away
lay
near
the
door
and
suddenly
caught
his
eye
.
He
picked
it
up
and
examined
it
.
It
was
a
little
pocket
three
-
barrel
revolver
of
old
-
fashioned
construction
.
There
were
still
two
charges
and
one
capsule
left
in
it
.
It
could
be
fired
again
.
He
thought
a
little
,
put
the
revolver
in
his
pocket
,
took
his
hat
and
went
out
.
He
spent
that
evening
till
ten
o
’
clock
going
from
one
low
haunt
to
another
.
Katia
too
turned
up
and
sang
another
gutter
song
,
how
a
certain
“
villain
and
tyrant
,
”
“
began
kissing
Katia
.
”
Svidrigaïlov
treated
Katia
and
the
organ
-
grinder
and
some
singers
and
the
waiters
and
two
little
clerks
.
He
was
particularly
drawn
to
these
clerks
by
the
fact
that
they
both
had
crooked
noses
,
one
bent
to
the
left
and
the
other
to
the
right
.
They
took
him
finally
to
a
pleasure
garden
,
where
he
paid
for
their
entrance
.
There
was
one
lanky
three
-
year
-
old
pine
-
tree
and
three
bushes
in
the
garden
,
besides
a
“
Vauxhall
,
”
which
was
in
reality
a
drinking
-
bar
where
tea
too
was
served
,
and
there
were
a
few
green
tables
and
chairs
standing
round
it
.
A
chorus
of
wretched
singers
and
a
drunken
but
exceedingly
depressed
German
clown
from
Munich
with
a
red
nose
entertained
the
public
.
The
clerks
quarrelled
with
some
other
clerks
and
a
fight
seemed
imminent
.
Svidrigaïlov
was
chosen
to
decide
the
dispute
.
He
listened
to
them
for
a
quarter
of
an
hour
,
but
they
shouted
so
loud
that
there
was
no
possibility
of
understanding
them
.
The
only
fact
that
seemed
certain
was
that
one
of
them
had
stolen
something
and
had
even
succeeded
in
selling
it
on
the
spot
to
a
Jew
,
but
would
not
share
the
spoil
with
his
companion
.
Finally
it
appeared
that
the
stolen
object
was
a
teaspoon
belonging
to
the
Vauxhall
.
It
was
missed
and
the
affair
began
to
seem
troublesome
.
Svidrigaïlov
paid
for
the
spoon
,
got
up
,
and
walked
out
of
the
garden
.
It
was
about
six
o
’
clock
.
He
had
not
drunk
a
drop
of
wine
all
this
time
and
had
ordered
tea
more
for
the
sake
of
appearances
than
anything
.
