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- 274 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
sitting beside me with a pack of cards in her hands. 'Shall I tell
your fortune for the journey, Arkady Ivanovitch?' She was a
great hand at telling fortunes. I shall never forgive myself for
not asking her to. I ran away in a fright, and, besides, the bell
rang. I was sitting to-day, feeling very heavy after a miserable
(dinner from a cookshop; I was sitting smoking, all of a sudden
Marfa Petrovna again. She came in very smart in a new green
silk dress with a long train. 'Good day, Arkady Ivanovitch!
How do you like my dress? Aniska can't make like this.' (An-
iska was a dressmaker in the country, one of our former serf
girls who had been trained in Moscow, a pretty wench.) She
stood turning round before me. I looked at the dress, and then
I looked carefully, very carefully, at her face. 'I wonder you
trouble to come to me about such trifles, Marfa Petrovna.*
'Good gracious, you won't let one disturb you about anything!*
To tease her I said, 'I want to get married, Marfa Petrovna.*
'That's just like you, Arkady Ivanovitch; it does you very little
credit to come looking for a bride when you've hardly buried
your wife. And if you could make a good choice, at least, but
I know it won't be for your happiness or hers, you will only be a
laughing-stock to all good people.' Then she went out and her
train seemed to rustle. Isn't it nonsense, eh?"
"But perhaps you are telling lies?" Raskolnikov put in.
"I rarely lie," answered Svidriga'ilov thoughtfully, apparently
not noticing the rudeness of the question.
"And in the past, have you ever seen ghosts before?"
"Y-yes, I have seen them, but only once in my life, six years
ago. I had a serf, Filka; just after his burial I called out forget-
ting 'Filka, my pipe!' He came in and went to the cupboard
where my pipes were. I sat still and thought 'he is doing it out
of revenge,' because we had a violent quarrel just before his
death. 'How dare you come in with a hole in your elbow,' I
said. 'Go away, you scamp!' He turned and went out, and never
came again. I didn't tell Marfa Petrovna at the time. I wanted
to have a service sung for him, but I was ashamed."
"You should go tp a doctor."
"I know I am not well, without yovur telling me, though I
don't know what's wrong; I believe I am five times as strong
as you are. I didn't ask you whether you believe that ghosts
are seen, but whether you believe that they exist."
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