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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 383
the telling. He did not yet know why it must be so, he only felt
it, and the agonising sense of his impotence before the inevitable
almost crushed him. To cut short his hesitation and suffering,
he quickly opened the door and looked at Sonia from the door-
way. She was sitting with her elbows on the table and her face
in her hands, but seeing Raskolnikov she got up at once and
came to meet him as though she were expecting him.
"What would have become of me but for you!" she said
quickly, meeting him in the middle of the room.
Evidently she was in haste to say this to him. It was what
she had been waiting for.
Raskolnikov went to the table and sat down on the chair
from which she had only just risen. She stood facing him, two
steps away, just as she had done the day before.
"Well, Sonia?" he said, and felt that his voice was trembling,
"it was all due to 'your social position and the habits associated
with it.' Did you imderstand that just now?"Her face showed her distress.
"Only don't talk to me as you did yesterday," she interrupted
him. "Please don't begin it. There is misery enough without
that."
She made haste to smile, afraid that he might not like the
reproach.
"I was silly to come away from there. What is happening
there now? I wanted to go back directly, but I kept thinking
that . . . you would come."
He told her that Amalia Ivanovna was turning them out of
their lodging and that Katerina Ivanovna had run off some-
where "to seek justice."
"My God!" cried Sonia, "let''s go at once. . . ."
And she snatched up her cape.
"It's everlastingly the same thing!" said Raskolnikov, irri-
tably. "You've no thought except for them! Stay a little
with me."
"But . . . Katerina Ivanovna?"
"You won't lose Katerina Ivanovna, you may be sure, she'll
come to you herself since she has run out," he added peevishly.
"If she doesn't find you here, you'll be blamed for it. . . ."
Sonia sat down in painful suspense. Raskolnikov was silent,
gazing at the floor and deliberating.
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