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- 362 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
a pension and to fray out her skirts in the government offices,
because at fifty she paints her face (everybody knows it) ... a
creature Uke that did not think fit to come, and has not even
answered the invitation, which the most ordinary good manners
required! I can't understand why Pyotr Petrovitch has not
come? But where's Sonia? Where has she gone? Ah, there she is
at last! what is it, Sonia, where have you been? It's odd that even
at your father's funeral you should be so unpunctual. Rodion
Romanovitch, make room for her beside you. That's your place,
Sonia . . . take what you like. Have some of the cold entree with
jelly, that's the best. They'll bring the pancakes directly. Have
they given the children some? Polenka, have you got every-
thing? (Cough-cough-cough.) That's all right. Be a good girl,
Lida, and, Kolya don't fidget with your feet; sit like a little
gentleman. What are you saying, Sonia?"
Sonia hastened to give her Pyotr Petrovitch's apologies, trying
to speak loud enough for every one to hear and carefully choos-
ing the most respectful phrases which she attributed to Pyotr
Petrovitch. She added that Pyotr Petrovitch had particularly
told her to say that, as soon as he possibly could, he would
come immediately to discuss business alone with her and to con-
sider what could be done for her, &c., &c.
Sonia knew that this would comfort Katerina Ivanovna,
would flatter her and gratify her pride. She sat down beside
Raskolnikov; she made him a hurried bow, glancing curiously
at him. But for the rest of the time she seemed to avoid looking
at him or speaking to him. She seemed absent-minded, though
she kept looking at Katerina Ivanovna, trying to please her.
Neither she nor Katerina Ivanovna had been able to get mourn-
ing; Sonia was wearing dark brown, and Katerina Ivanovna had
on her only dress, a dark striped cotton one.
The message from Pyotr Petrovitch was very successful. Lis-
tening toSonia with dignity, Katerina Ivanovna inquired with
equal dignity how Pyotr Petrovitch was, then at once whis-
pered almost aloud to Raskolnikov that it certainly would have
been strange for a man of Pyotr Petrovitch's position and stand-
ing to find himself in such "extraordinary company," in spite
of his devotion to her family and his old -friendship with her
father.
"That's why I am so grateful to you, Rocfion Romanovitch,
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