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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 33!
riage while I am alive and Mr. Luzhin be damned!" "The thing
is perfectly clear," he muttered to himself, with a malignant
smile anticipating the triumph of his decision. "No, mother, no,
Dounia, you won't deceive me! and then they apologise for not
asking my advice and for taking the decision without me! I
dare say! They imagine it is arranged now and can't be broken
off; but we will see whether it can or not! A magnificent excuse:
Tyotr Petrovitch is such a busy man that even his wedding
has to be in post-haste, almost by express.' No, Dounia, I see
it all and I know what you want to say to me; and I know too
what you were thinking about, when you walked up and down
all night, and what your prayers were like before the Holy
Mother of Kazan who stands in mother's bedroom. Bitter is the
ascent to Golgotha. . . . Hm ... so it is finally settled; you have
determined to marry a sensible business man, Avdotya Roma^-
novna, one who has a fortune (has already made his fortune,
that is so much more solid and impressive) a man who holds
two government posts and who shares the ideas of our most
rising generation, as mother writes, and who seems to be kind,
as Dounia herself observes. That seems beats everything! And
that very Dounia for that very 'seems' is marrying him! Splen-
did! splendid!
". . . But I should like to know why mother has written to
me about 'our most rising generation'? Simply as a descriptive
touch, or with the idea of prepossessing me in favour of Mr.
Luzhin? Oh, the cunning of them! I should like to know one
thing more: how far they were open with one another that day
and night and all this time since? Was it all put into words,
or did both understand that they had the same thing at heart
and in their minds, so that there was no need to speak of it aloud»
and better not to speak of it. Most likely it was partly like that,
from mother's letter it's evident: he struck her as rude a little,
and mother in her simplicity took her observations to Dounia.
And she was sure to be vexed and 'answered her angrily.* I
should think so! Who would not be angered when it was quite
clear without any naive questions and when it was understood
that it was useless to discuss it. And why does she write to me,
'love Doimia, Rodya, and she loves you more than herself? Has
she a secret conscience-prick at sacrificing her daughter to her
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