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He
jumped
up
and
sat
on
the
sofa
.
The
beating
of
his
heart
was
a
positive
pain
.
“
Then
who
can
have
latched
the
door
?
”
retorted
Nastasya
.
“
He
’
s
taken
to
bolting
himself
in
!
As
if
he
were
worth
stealing
!
Open
,
you
stupid
,
wake
up
!
”
“
What
do
they
want
?
Why
the
porter
?
All
’
s
discovered
.
Resist
or
open
?
Come
what
may
!
.
.
.
”
He
half
rose
,
stooped
forward
and
unlatched
the
door
.
His
room
was
so
small
that
he
could
undo
the
latch
without
leaving
the
bed
.
Yes
;
the
porter
and
Nastasya
were
standing
there
.
Nastasya
stared
at
him
in
a
strange
way
.
He
glanced
with
a
defiant
and
desperate
air
at
the
porter
,
who
without
a
word
held
out
a
grey
folded
paper
sealed
with
bottle
-
wax
.
“
A
notice
from
the
office
,
”
he
announced
,
as
he
gave
him
the
paper
.
“
From
what
office
?
”
“
A
summons
to
the
police
office
,
of
course
.
You
know
which
office
.
”
