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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 25
began to cry. The boy in the corner losing all control began
trembling and screaming and rushed to his sister in violent
terror, almost in a fit. The eldest girl was shaking like a leaf.
"He's drunk it! he's drunk it all," the poor woman screamed
in despair — "and his clothes are gone! And they are hungry,
hiuigry!" — and wringing her hands she pointed to the children.
"Oh, accursed life! And you, are you not ashamed?" — he
pounced all at once upon Raskolnikov — "from the tavern!
Have you been drinking with him? You have been drinking
with him, too! Go away!"'
The young man was hastening away without uttering a word.
The inner door was thrown wide open and inquisitive faces
were peering in at it. Coarse laughing faces with pipes and
cigarettes and heads wearing caps thrust themselves in at the
doorway. Further in could be seen figures in dressing gowns
flung open, in costumes of unseemly scantiness, some of them
with cards in their hands. They were particularly diverted, when
Marmeladov, dragged about by his hair, shouted that it was a
consolation to him. They even began to come into the room; at
last a sinister shrill outcry was heard: this came from Amalia
Lippevechsel herself pushing her way amongst them and trying
to restore order after her own fashion and for the hundredth
time to frighten the poor woman by ordering her with coarse
abuse to clear out of the room next day. As he went out, Ras-
kolnikov had time to put his hand into his pocket, to snatch up
the coppers he had received in exchange for his rouble in the
tavern and to lay them unnoticed on the window. Afterwards
on the stairs, he changed his mind and would have gone back.
"What a stupid thing I've done," he thought to himself,
"they have Sonia and I want it myself." But reflecting that it
would be impossible to take it back now and that in any case he
would not have taken it, he dismissed it with a wave of his hand
and went back to his lodging. "Sonia wants pomatum too," he
said as he walked along the street, and he laughed malignantly
— "such smartness costs money. . . . Hm! And maybe Sonia
herself will be bankrupt to-day, for there is always a risk,
hunting big game . . . digging for gold . . . then they would alf
be without a crust to-morrow except for my money. Hurrah
for Sonia! What a mine they've dug there! And they're making
the most of it! Yes, they are making the most of it! They've
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