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“
Yes
,
it
has
.
But
what
do
you
mean
by
hopelessly
?
”
“
Hopelessly
in
the
fullest
sense
,
when
you
know
beforehand
that
you
will
get
nothing
by
it
.
You
know
,
for
instance
,
beforehand
with
positive
certainty
that
this
man
,
this
most
reputable
and
exemplary
citizen
,
will
on
no
consideration
give
you
money
;
and
indeed
I
ask
you
why
should
he
?
For
he
knows
of
course
that
I
shan
’
t
pay
it
back
.
From
compassion
?
But
Mr
.
Lebeziatnikov
who
keeps
up
with
modern
ideas
explained
the
other
day
that
compassion
is
forbidden
nowadays
by
science
itself
,
and
that
that
’
s
what
is
done
now
in
England
,
where
there
is
political
economy
.
Why
,
I
ask
you
,
should
he
give
it
to
me
?
And
yet
though
I
know
beforehand
that
he
won
’
t
,
I
set
off
to
him
and
.
.
.
”
“
Why
do
you
go
?
”
put
in
Raskolnikov
.
“
Well
,
when
one
has
no
one
,
nowhere
else
one
can
go
!
For
every
man
must
have
somewhere
to
go
.
Since
there
are
times
when
one
absolutely
must
go
somewhere
!
When
my
own
daughter
first
went
out
with
a
yellow
ticket
,
then
I
had
to
go
.
.
.
(
for
my
daughter
has
a
yellow
passport
)
,
”
he
added
in
parenthesis
,
looking
with
a
certain
uneasiness
at
the
young
man
.
“
No
matter
,
sir
,
no
matter
!
”
he
went
on
hurriedly
and
with
apparent
composure
when
both
the
boys
at
the
counter
guffawed
and
even
the
innkeeper
smiled
—
“
No
matter
,
I
am
not
confounded
by
the
wagging
of
their
heads
;
for
everyone
knows
everything
about
it
already
,
and
all
that
is
secret
is
made
open
.
And
I
accept
it
all
,
not
with
contempt
,
but
with
humility
.
So
be
it
!
So
be
it
!
‘
Behold
the
man
!
’
Excuse
me
,
young
man
,
can
you
.
.
.
.
No
,
to
put
it
more
strongly
and
more
distinctly
;
not
can
you
but
dare
you
,
looking
upon
me
,
assert
that
I
am
not
a
pig
?
”
The
young
man
did
not
answer
a
word
.
“
Well
,
”
the
orator
began
again
stolidly
and
with
even
increased
dignity
,
after
waiting
for
the
laughter
in
the
room
to
subside
.
“
Well
,
so
be
it
,
I
am
a
pig
,
but
she
is
a
lady
!
I
have
the
semblance
of
a
beast
,
but
Katerina
Ivanovna
,
my
spouse
,
is
a
person
of
education
and
an
officer
’
s
daughter
.
Granted
,
granted
,
I
am
a
scoundrel
,
but
she
is
a
woman
of
a
noble
heart
,
full
of
sentiments
,
refined
by
education
.
And
yet
.
.
.
oh
,
if
only
she
felt
for
me
!
Honoured
sir
,
honoured
sir
,
you
know
every
man
ought
to
have
at
least
one
place
where
people
feel
for
him
!
But
Katerina
Ivanovna
,
though
she
is
magnanimous
,
she
is
unjust
.
.
.
.
And
yet
,
although
I
realise
that
when
she
pulls
my
hair
she
only
does
it
out
of
pity
—
for
I
repeat
without
being
ashamed
,
she
pulls
my
hair
,
young
man
,
”
he
declared
with
redoubled
dignity
,
hearing
the
sniggering
again
—
“
but
,
my
God
,
if
she
would
but
once
.
.
.
.
But
no
,
no
!
It
’
s
all
in
vain
and
it
’
s
no
use
talking
!
No
use
talking
!
For
more
than
once
,
my
wish
did
come
true
and
more
than
once
she
has
felt
for
me
but
.
.
.
such
is
my
fate
and
I
am
a
beast
by
nature
!
”
“
Rather
!
”
assented
the
innkeeper
yawning
.
Marmeladov
struck
his
fist
resolutely
on
the
table
.
“
Such
is
my
fate
!
Do
you
know
,
sir
,
do
you
know
,
I
have
sold
her
very
stockings
for
drink
?
Not
her
shoes
—
that
would
be
more
or
less
in
the
order
of
things
,
but
her
stockings
,
her
stockings
I
have
sold
for
drink
!
Her
mohair
shawl
I
sold
for
drink
,
a
present
to
her
long
ago
,
her
own
property
,
not
mine
;
and
we
live
in
a
cold
room
and
she
caught
cold
this
winter
and
has
begun
coughing
and
spitting
blood
too
.
We
have
three
little
children
and
Katerina
Ivanovna
is
at
work
from
morning
till
night
;
she
is
scrubbing
and
cleaning
and
washing
the
children
,
for
she
’
s
been
used
to
cleanliness
from
a
child
.
But
her
chest
is
weak
and
she
has
a
tendency
to
consumption
and
I
feel
it
!
Do
you
suppose
I
don
’
t
feel
it
?
And
the
more
I
drink
the
more
I
feel
it
.
That
’
s
why
I
drink
too
.
I
try
to
find
sympathy
and
feeling
in
drink
.
.
.
.
I
drink
so
that
I
may
suffer
twice
as
much
!
”
And
as
though
in
despair
he
laid
his
head
down
on
the
table
.
“
Young
man
,
”
he
went
on
,
raising
his
head
again
,
“
in
your
face
I
seem
to
read
some
trouble
of
mind
.
When
you
came
in
I
read
it
,
and
that
was
why
I
addressed
you
at
once
.
For
in
unfolding
to
you
the
story
of
my
life
,
I
do
not
wish
to
make
myself
a
laughing
-
stock
before
these
idle
listeners
,
who
indeed
know
all
about
it
already
,
but
I
am
looking
for
a
man
of
feeling
and
education
.
Know
then
that
my
wife
was
educated
in
a
high
-
class
school
for
the
daughters
of
noblemen
,
and
on
leaving
she
danced
the
shawl
dance
before
the
governor
and
other
personages
for
which
she
was
presented
with
a
gold
medal
and
a
certificate
of
merit
.
The
medal
.
.
.
