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They
told
him
,
and
asked
what
he
might
have
.
“
He
may
have
anything
.
.
.
soup
,
tea
.
.
.
mushrooms
and
cucumbers
,
of
course
,
you
must
not
give
him
;
he
’
d
better
not
have
meat
either
,
and
.
.
.
but
no
need
to
tell
you
that
!
”
Razumihin
and
he
looked
at
each
other
.
“
No
more
medicine
or
anything
.
I
’
ll
look
at
him
again
to
-
morrow
.
Perhaps
,
to
-
day
even
.
.
.
but
never
mind
.
.
.
”
“
To
-
morrow
evening
I
shall
take
him
for
a
walk
,
”
said
Razumihin
.
“
We
are
going
to
the
Yusupov
garden
and
then
to
the
Palais
de
Cristal
.
”
“
I
would
not
disturb
him
to
-
morrow
at
all
,
but
I
don
’
t
know
.
.
.
a
little
,
maybe
.
.
.
but
we
’
ll
see
.
”
“
Ach
,
what
a
nuisance
!
I
’
ve
got
a
house
-
warming
party
to
-
night
;
it
’
s
only
a
step
from
here
.
Couldn
’
t
he
come
?
He
could
lie
on
the
sofa
.
You
are
coming
?
”
Razumihin
said
to
Zossimov
.
“
Don
’
t
forget
,
you
promised
.
”
“
All
right
,
only
rather
later
.
What
are
you
going
to
do
?
”
“
Oh
,
nothing
—
tea
,
vodka
,
herrings
.
There
will
be
a
pie
.
.
.
just
our
friends
.
”
“
And
who
?
”
“
All
neighbours
here
,
almost
all
new
friends
,
except
my
old
uncle
,
and
he
is
new
too
—
he
only
arrived
in
Petersburg
yesterday
to
see
to
some
business
of
his
.
We
meet
once
in
five
years
.
”
