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"
Directly
,
directly
!
Stand
still
a
moment
,
I
wish
to
look
in
your
eyes
;
do
n't
speak
--
stand
so
--
let
me
look
at
you
!
I
am
bidding
farewell
to
mankind
.
"
He
stood
so
for
ten
seconds
,
gazing
at
the
prince
,
motionless
,
deadly
pale
,
his
temples
wet
with
perspiration
;
he
held
the
prince
's
hand
in
a
strange
grip
,
as
though
afraid
to
let
him
go
.
"
Hippolyte
,
Hippolyte
,
what
is
the
matter
with
you
?
"
cried
Muishkin
.
"
Directly
!
There
,
that
's
enough
.
I
'll
lie
down
directly
.
I
must
drink
to
the
sun
's
health
.
I
wish
to
--
I
insist
upon
it
!
Let
go
!
"
He
seized
a
glass
from
the
table
,
broke
away
from
the
prince
,
and
in
a
moment
had
reached
the
terrace
steps
.
The
prince
made
after
him
,
but
it
so
happened
that
at
this
moment
Evgenie
Pavlovitch
stretched
out
his
hand
to
say
good-night
.
The
next
instant
there
was
a
general
outcry
,
and
then
followed
a
few
moments
of
indescribable
excitement
.
Reaching
the
steps
,
Hippolyte
had
paused
,
holding
the
glass
in
his
left
hand
while
he
put
his
right
hand
into
his
coat
pocket
.
Keller
insisted
afterwards
that
he
had
held
his
right
hand
in
his
pocket
all
the
while
,
when
he
was
speaking
to
the
prince
,
and
that
he
had
held
the
latter
's
shoulder
with
his
left
hand
only
.
This
circumstance
,
Keller
affirmed
,
had
led
him
to
feel
some
suspicion
from
the
first
.
However
this
may
be
,
Keller
ran
after
Hippolyte
,
but
he
was
too
late
.
He
caught
sight
of
something
flashing
in
Hippolyte
's
right
hand
,
and
saw
that
it
was
a
pistol
.
He
rushed
at
him
,
but
at
that
very
instant
Hippolyte
raised
the
pistol
to
his
temple
and
pulled
the
trigger
.
There
followed
a
sharp
metallic
click
,
but
no
report
.
