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- 50' CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
ceptionally good-huipoured and candid youth, good-natured to
the point of simplicity, though both depth and dignity lay
concealed under that simplicity. The better of his comrades un-
derstood this, and all were fond of him. He was extremely in-
telligent, though he was certainly rather a simpleton at times.
He was of striking appearance — tall, thin, blackhaired and al-
ways badly shaved. He was sometimes uproarious and was
reputed to be of great physical strength. One night, when out
in a festive company, he had with one blow laid a gigantic po-
liceman onhis back. There was no limit to his drinking powers,
but he could abstain from drink altogether; he sometimes went
too far in his pranks; but he could do without pranks altogether.
Another thing striking about Razumihin, no failure distressed
him, and it seemed as though no unfavourable circumstances
could crush him. He could lodge anywhere, and bear the ex-
tremes ofcold and hunger. He was very poor, and kept himself
entirely on what he could earn by work of one sort or another.
He knew of no end of resources by which to earn money. He
spent one whole winter without lighting his stove, and used to
declare that he liked it better, because one slept more soundly
in the cold. For the present he, too, had been obliged to give up
the university, but it was only for a time, and he was working
with all his might to save enough to return to his studies again.
Raskolnikov had not been to see him for the last four months,
and Razumihin did not even know his address. About two
months before, they had met in the street, but Raskolnikov had
turned away and even crossed to the other side that he might
not be observed. And though Razumihin noticed him, he passed
him by, as he did not want to annoy him.
CHAPTER V
"Of course, I've been meaning lately to go to Razumihin's to
ask for work, to ask him to get me lessons or something . . ."
Raskolnikov thought, "but what help can he be to me now?
Suppose he gets me lessons, suppose he shares his last farthing
with me, if he has any farthings, so that I could get some boots
and make myself tidy enough to give lessons . . . hm . . . Well
and what then? What shall I do with the few coppers I earn?
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