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- 382 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
children, I'll come back. Wait for me, if you have to wait in the
street. We will see whether there is justice on earth!"
And throwing over her head that green shawl which Mar-
meladov had mentioned to Raskolnikov, Katerina Ivanovna
squeezed her way through the disorderly and drunken crowd
of lodgers who still filled the room, and, wailing and tearful, she
ran into the street — with a vague intention of going at once
somewhere to find justice. Polenka with the two little ones in
her arms crouched, terrified, on the trunk in the corner of the
room, where she waited trembling for her mother to come back.
Amalia Ivanovna raged about the room, shrieking, lamenting
and throwing everything she came across on the floor. The
lodgers talked incoherently, some commented to the best of
their ability on what had happened, others quarrelled and swore
at one another, while others struck up a song. . . .
"Now it's time for me to go," thought Raskolnikov. "Well,
Sofya Semyonovna, we shall see what you'll say now!"
And he set off in the direction of Sonia's lodgings.
CHAPTER IV
Raskolnikov had been a vigorous and active champion of Sonia
against Luzhin, although he had such a load of horror and
anguish in his own heart. But having gone through so much in
the morning, he found a sort of relief in a change of sensations,
apart from the strong personal feeling which impelled him to
defend Sonia. He was agitated too, especially at some moments,
by the thought of his approaching interview with Sonia: he
had to tell her who had killed Lizaveta. He knew the terrible
suffering it would be to him and, as it were, brushed away the
vhought of it. So when he cried as he left Katerina Ivanovna's,
■'Well, Sofya Semyonovna, we shall see what you'll say now!"
he was still superficially excited, still vigorous and defiant from
1 is triumph over Luzhin. But, strange to say, by the time he
reached Sonia's lodging, he felt a sudden impotence and fear.
He stood still in hesitation at the door, asking himself the
strange question: "Must I tell her who killed Lizaveta?" It was
a strange question because he felt at the very time not only that
he could not help telling her, but also that he could not put off
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