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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 357
children's rags at night. Even the poorest and most broken-spir-
ited people are sometimes liable to these paroxysms of pride and
vanity which take the form of an irresistible nervous craving.
And Katerina Ivanovna was not broken-spirited; she might have
been killed by circumstance, but her spirit could not have been
broken, that is, she could not have been intimidated, her will
could not be crushed. Moreover Sonia had said with good reason
that her mind was unhinged. She could not be said to be insane,
but for a year past she had been so harassed that her mind might
well be overstrained. The later stages of consumption are apt,
doctors tell us, to affect the intellect.
There was no great variety of wines, nor was there Madeira;
but wine there was. There was vodka, rum and Lisbon wine,
all of the poorest quality but in sufficient quantity. Besides the
traditional rice and honey, there were three or four dishes, one
of which consisted of pancakes, all prepared in Amalia Ivan-
ovna's kitchen. Two samovars were boiling, that tea and pxmch
might be offered after dinner. Katerina Ivanovna had herself
seen to purchasing the provisions, wjth the help of one of the
lodgers, an unfortunate little Pole who had somehow been
stranded at Madame Lippevechsel's. He promptly put himself at
Katerina Ivanovna's disposal and had been all that morning and
all the day before rimning about as fast as his legs could carry
him, and very anxious that every one should be aware of it. For
every trifle he ran to Katerina Ivanovna, even hunting her out at
the bazaar, at every instant called her "Pani." She was heartily
sick of him before the end, though she had declared at first that
she could not have got on without this "serviceable and mag-
nanimous man." It was one of Katerina Ivanovna's characteris-
tics to paint every one she met in the most glowing colours. Her
praises were so exaggerated as sometimes to be embarrassing; she
would invent various circumstances to the credit of her new
acquaintance and quite genuinely believe in their reality. Then
all of a sudden she would be disillusioned and would rudely and
contemptuously repulse the person she had only a few hours
before been literally adoring. She was naturally of a gay, lively
and peace-loving disposition, but from continual failures and
misfortunes she had come to desire so keenly that all should live
in peace and joy and should not dare to break the peace, that the
slightest jar, the smallest disaster reduced her almost to frenzy,
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