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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 457
"You couldn't have heard anything. You're making it. all
up!""But I'm not talking about that (though I did hear some-
thing) .No, I'm talking of the way you keep sighing and
groaning now. The Schiller in you is in revolt every moment,
and now you tell me not to listen at doors. If that's how you
feel, go and inform the police that you had this mischance; you
made a little mistake in your theory. But if you are convinced
that one mustn't listen at doors, but one may murder old women
at one's pleasure, you'd better be off to America and make haste.
Run, young man! There may still be time. I'm speaking sin-
cerely. Haven't you the money? I'll give you the fare,"
"I'm not thinking of that at all," Raskolnikov interrupted
with disgust.
"I understand (but don't put yovu*self out, don't discuss it
if you don't want to) . I understand the questions you are wor-
rying over — moral ones, aren't they? Duties of citizen and man?
Lay them all aside. They are nothing to you now, ha-ha! You'll
say you are still a man and a citizen. If so you ought not to
have got into this coil. It's no use taking up a job you are not
fit for. Well, you'd better shoot yourself, or don't you want to?"
"You seem trying to enrage me, to make me leave you."
"What a queer fellow! But here we are. Welcome to the
staircase. You see, that's the way to Sofya Semyonovna. Look,
there is no one at home. Don't you believe me? Ask Kapernau-
mov. She leaves the key with him. Here is Madame de Kaper-
naumov herself. Hey, what? She is rather deaf. Has she gone
out? Where? Did you hear? She is not in and won't be till late
in the evening probably. Well, come to my room; you wanted
to come and see me, didn't you? Here we are. Madame Ress-
lich's not at home. She is a woman who is always busy, an
excellent woman I assure you. . . . She might have been of use
to you if you had been a little more sensible. Now, see! I take
this five per cent, bond out of the bureau — see what a lot I've
got of them still — this' one will be turned into cash to-day. I
mustn't waste any more time. The bureau is locked, the flat is
locked, and here we are again on the stairs. Shall we take a
cab? I'm going to the Islands. Would you like a lift? I'll take
this carriage. Ah, you refuse? You are tired of it! Come for a
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