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From Porfiry? From Porfiry. What what did he say? Raskolnikov asked in dismay. He gave me a capital explanation of it. Psychologically, after his fashion. He explained it? Explained it himself? Yes, yes; good-bye. Ill tell you all about it another time, but now Im busy. There was a time when I fancied But no matter, another time! What need is there for me to drink now? You have made me drunk without wine. I am drunk, Rodya! Good-bye, Im going. Ill come again very soon. He went out. Hes a political conspirator, theres not a doubt about it, Razumihin decided, as he slowly descended the stairs. And hes drawn his sister in; thats quite, quite in keeping with Avdotya Romanovnas character. There are interviews between them! She hinted at it too So many of her words. and hints bear that meaning! And how else can all this tangle be explained? Hm! And I was almost thinking Good heavens, what I thought! Yes, I took leave of my senses and I wronged him! It was his doing, under the lamp in the corridor that day. Pfoo! What a crude, nasty, vile idea on my part! Nikolay is a brick, for confessing. And how clear it all is now! His illness then, all his strange actions before this, in the university, how morose he used to be, how gloomy. But whats the meaning now of that letter? Theres something in that, too, perhaps. Whom was it from? I suspect ! No, I must find out! He thought of Dounia, realising all he had heard and his heart throbbed, and he suddenly broke into a run. As soon as Razumihin went out, Raskolnikov got up, turned to the window, walked into one corner and then into another, as though forgetting the smallness of his room, and sat down again on the sofa. He felt, so to speak, renewed; again the struggle, so a means of escape had come. Yes, a means of escape had come! It had been too stifling, too cramping, the burden had been too agonising. A lethargy had come upon him at times. From the moment of the scene with Nikolay at Porfirys he had been suffocating, penned in without hope of escape. After Nikolays confession, on that very day had come the scene with Sonia; his behaviour and his last words had been utterly unlike anything he could have imagined beforehand; he had grown feebler, instantly and fundamentally! And he had agreed at the time with Sonia, he had agreed in his heart he could not go on living alone with such a thing on his mind! And Svidrigailov was a riddle He worried him, that was true, but somehow not on the same point. He might still have a struggle to come with Svidrigailov. Svidrigailov, too, might be a means of escape; but Porfiry was a different matter. And so Porfiry himself had explained it to Razumihin, had explained it psychologically. He had begun bringing in his damned psychology again! Porfiry? But to think that Porfiry should for one moment believe that Nikolay was guilty, after what had passed between them before Nikolays appearance, after that tete-a-tete interview, which could have only one explanation? (During those days Raskolnikov had often recalled passages in that scene with Porfiry; he could not bear to let his mind rest on it.) Such words, such gestures had passed between them, they had exchanged such glances, things had been said in such a tone and had reached such a pass, that Nikolay, whom Porfiry had seen through at the first word, at the first gesture, could not have shaken his conviction. |
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