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- 204 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
a dirty and disorderly way, that the ladies were ashamed. Razu-
mihin vigorously attacked the lodgings, but, remembering
Luzhin, stopped in embarrassment and was greatly relieved by
Pulcheria Alexandrovna's questions, which showered in a con-
tinual stream upon him.
He talked for three quarters of an hour, being constantly
interrupted by their questions, and succeeded in describing to
them all the most important facts he knew of the last year of
Raskolnikov's life, concluding with a circumstantial account
of his illness. He omitted, however, many things, which were
better omitted, including the scene at the police station with
all its consequences. They listened eagerly to his story, and,
when he thought he had finished and satisfied his listeners, he
found that they considered he had hardly begun.
"Tell me, tell me! What do you think . . . ? Excuse me, I still
don't know your name!" Pulcheria Alexandrovna put in hastily.
"Dmitri Prokofitch."
"I should like very, very much to know, Dmitri Prokofitch
. . . how he looks ... on things in general now, that is, how
can I explain, what are his hkes and dislikes? Is he always so
irritable? Tell me, if you can, what are his hopes and so to say
his dreams? Under what influences is he now? In a word, I
should like . . ."
"Ah, mother, how can he answer all that at once?" observed
Dounia.
"Good heavens, I had not expected to find him in the least
like this, Dmitri Prokofitch!"
"Naturally," answered Razumihin. "I have no mother, but
my uncle comes every year and almost every time he can
scarcely recognise me, even in appearance, though he is a clever
man; and yovu" three years' separation means a great deal. What
am I to tell you? I have known Rodion for a year and a half;
he is morose, gloomy, proud and haughty, and of late — and
perhaps for a long time before — he has been suspicious and fan-
ciful. He has a noble nature and a kind heart. He does not like
showing his feelings and would rather do a cruel thing than
open his heart freely. Sometimes, though, he is not at all morbid,
but simply cold and inhumanly callous; it's as though he were
alternating between two characters. Sometimes he is fearfully
reserved! He says he is so busy that everything is a hindrance.
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