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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 197
Into more i>ersonal relations with the two ladies. Remarking at
his first entrance the dazzling beauty of Avdotya Romanovna,
he endeavoured not to notice her at all during his visit and
addressed himself solely to Pulcheria Alexandrovna. All this
gave him extraordinary inward satisfaction. He declared that
he thought the invalid at this moment going on very satisfac-
torily. According to his observations the patient's illness was
due partly to his unfortunate material surroundings during the
last few months, but it had partly also a moral origin, "was so
to speak the product of several material and moral influences,
anxieties, apprehensions, troubles, certain ideas . . . and so on."
Noticing stealthily that Avdotya Romanovna was following his
words with close attention, Zossimov allowed himself to en-
large on this theme. On Pulcheria Alexandrovna's anxiously and
timidly inquiring as to "some suspicion of insanity," he replied
with a composed and candid smile that his words had been ex-
aggerated; that certainly the patient had some fixed idea, some-
thing approaching a monomania — he, Zossimov, was now par-
ticularly studying this interesting branch of medicine — but
that it must be recollected that until to-day the patient had
been in delirium and . . . and that no doubt the presence of his
family would have a favourable effect on his recovery and dis-
tract his mind, "if only all fresh shocks can be avoided," he
added significantly. Then he got up, took leave with an im-
pressive and affable bow, while blessings, warm gratitude, and
entreaties were showered upon him, and Avdotya Romanovna
spontaneously offered her hand to him. He went out exceed-
ingly pleased with his visit and still more so with himself.
"We'll talk to-morrow; go to bed at once!" Razvunihin said
in conclusion, following Zossimov out. "I'll be with you to-
morrow morning as early as possible with my report."
"That's a fetching little girl, Avdotya Romanovna," re-
marked Zossimov, almost licking his lips as they both came
out into the street.
"Fetching? You said fetching?" roared Razumihin and he
flew at Zossimov and seized him by the throat. "If you ever
dare . . . Do you understand? Do you understand?" he shouted,
shaking him by the collar and squeezing him against the wall.
"Do you hear?"
"Let me go, you drunken devil," said Zossimov, struggling
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