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Raskolnikov
smiled
bitterly
.
“
I
haven
’
t
faith
,
but
I
have
just
been
weeping
in
mother
’
s
arms
;
I
haven
’
t
faith
,
but
I
have
just
asked
her
to
pray
for
me
.
I
don
’
t
know
how
it
is
,
Dounia
,
I
don
’
t
understand
it
.
”
“
Have
you
been
at
mother
’
s
?
Have
you
told
her
?
”
cried
Dounia
,
horror
-
stricken
.
“
Surely
you
haven
’
t
done
that
?
”
“
No
,
I
didn
’
t
tell
her
.
.
.
in
words
;
but
she
understood
a
great
deal
.
She
heard
you
talking
in
your
sleep
.
I
am
sure
she
half
understands
it
already
.
Perhaps
I
did
wrong
in
going
to
see
her
.
I
don
’
t
know
why
I
did
go
.
I
am
a
contemptible
person
,
Dounia
.
”
“
A
contemptible
person
,
but
ready
to
face
suffering
!
You
are
,
aren
’
t
you
?
”
“
Yes
,
I
am
going
.
At
once
.
Yes
,
to
escape
the
disgrace
I
thought
of
drowning
myself
,
Dounia
,
but
as
I
looked
into
the
water
,
I
thought
that
if
I
had
considered
myself
strong
till
now
I
’
d
better
not
be
afraid
of
disgrace
,
”
he
said
,
hurrying
on
.
“
It
’
s
pride
,
Dounia
.
”
“
Pride
,
Rodya
.
”
There
was
a
gleam
of
fire
in
his
lustreless
eyes
;
he
seemed
to
be
glad
to
think
that
he
was
still
proud
.
“
You
don
’
t
think
,
sister
,
that
I
was
simply
afraid
of
the
water
?
”
he
asked
,
looking
into
her
face
with
a
sinister
smile
.
