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“
I
.
.
.
was
acquainted
.
.
.
my
sister
was
governess
in
his
family
.
”
“
Bah
-
bah
-
bah
!
Then
no
doubt
you
can
tell
us
something
about
him
.
You
had
no
suspicion
?
”
“
I
saw
him
yesterday
.
.
.
he
.
.
.
was
drinking
wine
;
I
knew
nothing
.
”
Raskolnikov
felt
as
though
something
had
fallen
on
him
and
was
stifling
him
.
“
You
’
ve
turned
pale
again
.
It
’
s
so
stuffy
here
.
.
.
”
“
Yes
,
I
must
go
,
”
muttered
Raskolnikov
.
“
Excuse
my
troubling
you
.
.
.
.
”
“
Oh
,
not
at
all
,
as
often
as
you
like
.
It
’
s
a
pleasure
to
see
you
and
I
am
glad
to
say
so
.
”
Ilya
Petrovitch
held
out
his
hand
.
“
I
only
wanted
.
.
.
I
came
to
see
Zametov
.
”
