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- 76 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
impatience he raised the axe again to cut the string from above
on the body, but did not dare, and with difficulty, smearing his
hand and the axe in the blood, after two minutes' hurried effort,
he cut the string and took it off without touching the body with
the axe; he was not mistaken — it was a purse. On the string
were two crosses, one of Cyprus wood and one of copper, and an
image in silver filigree, and with them a small greasy chamois
leather purse with a steel rim and ring. The purse was stuffed
very full; Raskolnikov thrust it in his pocket without looking at
it, flung the crosses on the old woman's body and rushed back
into the bedroom, this time taking the axe with him.
He was in terrible haste, he snatched the keys, and began
trying them again. But he was unsuccessful. They would not fit
in the locks. It was not so much that his hands were shaking, but
that he kept making mistakes; though he saw for instance that
a key was not the right one and would not fit, still he tried to
put it in. Suddenly he remembered and realised that the big key
with the deep notches, which was hanging there with the small
keys could not possibly belong to the chest of drawers (on his
last visit this had struck him) , but to some strong box, and
that everything perhaps was hidden in that box. He left the
chest of drawers, and at once felt under the bedstead, knowing
that old women usually keep boxes under their beds. And so it
was; there was a good -si zed box under the bed, at least a yard
in length, with an arched lid covered with red leather and stud-
ded with steel nails. The notched key fitted at once and unlocked
it. At the top, under a white sheet, was a coat of red brocade
lined with hareskin; under it was a silk dress, then a shawl and it
seemed as though there was nothing below but clothes. The first
thing he did was to wipe his blood-stained hands on the red bro-
cade. "It's red, and on red blood will be less noticeable," the
thought passed through his mind; then he suddenly came to
himself. "Good God, am I going out of my senses?" he thoughtwith terror.
But no sooner did he touch the clothes than a gold watch
slipped from under the fur coat. He made haste to turn them
all over. There turned out to be various articles made of gold
among the clothes — ^probably all pledges, unredeemed or waiting
to be redeemed — bracelets, chains, ear-rings, pins and such
things. Some were in cases, others simply wrapped in newspaper.
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