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Will you explain what you want? You must know, Rodya, this is the second time they have sent from the office; but it was another man last time, and I talked to him. Who was it came before? That was the day before yesterday, I venture to say, if you please, sir. That was Alexey Semyonovitch; he is in our office, too. He was more intelligent than you, dont you think so? Yes, indeed, sir, he is of more weight than I am. Quite so; go on. At your mammas request, through Afanasy Ivanovitch Vahrushin, of whom I presume you have heard more than once, a remittance is sent to you from our office, the man began, addressing Raskolnikov. If you are in an intelligible condition, Ive thirty-five roubles to remit to you, as Semyon Semyonovitch has received from Afanasy Ivanovitch at your mammas request instructions to that effect, as on previous occasions. Do you know him, sir? Yes, I remember Vahrushin, Raskolnikov said dreamily. You hear, he knows Vahrushin, cried Razumihin. He is in an intelligible condition! And I see you are an intelligent man too. Well, its always pleasant to hear words of wisdom. Thats the gentleman, Vahrushin, Afanasy Ivanovitch. And at the request of your mamma, who has sent you a remittance once before in the same manner through him, he did not refuse this time also, and sent instructions to Semyon Semyonovitch some days since to hand you thirty-five roubles in the hope of better to come. That hoping for better to come is the best thing youve said, though your mamma is not bad either. Come then, what do you say? Is he fully conscious, eh? Thats all right. If only he can sign this little paper. He can scrawl his name. Have you got the book? Yes, heres the book. Give it to me. Here, Rodya, sit up. Ill hold you. Take the pen and scribble Raskolnikov for him. For just now, brother, money is sweeter to us than treacle. I dont want it, said Raskolnikov, pushing away the pen. Not want it? I wont sign it. How the devil can you do without signing it? I dont want the money. Dont want the money! Come, brother, thats nonsense, I bear witness. Dont trouble, please, its only that he is on his travels again. But thats pretty common with him at all times though. You are a man of judgment and we will take him in hand, that is, more simply, take his hand and he will sign it. Here. But I can come another time. |
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