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“
You
’
d
better
have
some
tea
!
Yes
?
I
’
ll
bring
it
,
there
’
s
some
left
.
”
“
No
.
.
.
I
’
m
going
;
I
’
ll
go
at
once
,
”
he
muttered
,
getting
on
to
his
feet
.
“
Why
,
you
’
ll
never
get
downstairs
!
”
“
Yes
,
I
’
ll
go
.
”
“
As
you
please
.
”
She
followed
the
porter
out
.
At
once
he
rushed
to
the
light
to
examine
the
sock
and
the
rags
.
“
There
are
stains
,
but
not
very
noticeable
;
all
covered
with
dirt
,
and
rubbed
and
already
discoloured
.
No
one
who
had
no
suspicion
could
distinguish
anything
.
Nastasya
from
a
distance
could
not
have
noticed
,
thank
God
!
”
Then
with
a
tremor
he
broke
the
seal
of
the
notice
and
began
reading
;
he
was
a
long
while
reading
,
before
he
understood
.
It
was
an
ordinary
summons
from
the
district
police
-
station
to
appear
that
day
at
half
-
past
nine
at
the
office
of
the
district
superintendent
.
“
But
when
has
such
a
thing
happened
?
I
never
have
anything
to
do
with
the
police
!
And
why
just
to
-
day
?
”
he
thought
in
agonising
bewilderment
.
“
Good
God
,
only
get
it
over
soon
!
”
He
was
flinging
himself
on
his
knees
to
pray
,
but
broke
into
laughter
—
not
at
the
idea
of
prayer
,
but
at
himself
.
