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- \72 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
"Why, be starting for America, and be stopped by rain! Ha,
ha! Good-bye, Sofya Semyonovna, my dear! Live and live long,
you will be of use to others. By the way . . . tell Mr. Razumihin
I send my greetings to him. Tell him Arkady Ivanovitch Svidri-
gailov sends his greetings. Be sure to."
He went out, leaving Sonia in a state of wondering anxiety
and vague apprehension.
It appeared afterwards that on the same evening, at twenty
past eleven, he made another very eccentric and unexpected
visit. The rain still persisted. Drenched to the skin, he walked
into the little flat where the parents of his betrothed lived, in
Third Street in Vassilyevsky Island. He knocked some time
before he was admitted, and his visit at first caused great per-
turbation; but Svidrigailov could be very fascinating when he
liked, so that the first, and indeed very intelligent surmise of the
sensible parents that Svidrigailov had probably had so much to
drink that he did not know what he was doing vanished imme-
diately. The decrepit father was wheeled in to see Svidrigailov
by the tender and sensible mother, who as usual began the con-
versation with various irrelevant questions. She never asked a
direct question, but began by smiling and rubbing her hands
and then, if she were obliged to ascertain something — for in-
stance, when Svidrigailov would like to have the wedding — she
would begin by interested and almost eager questions about
Paris and the court life there, and only by degrees brought the
conversation round to Third Street. On other occasions this had
of course been very impressive, but this time Arkady Ivano-
vitch seemed particularly impatient, and insisted on seeing his
betrothed at once, though he had been informed to begin with
that she had already gone to bed. The girl of course appeared.
Svidrigailov informed her at once that he was obliged by very
important affairs to leave Petersburg for a time, and therefore
brought her fifteen thousand roubles and begged her accept
them as a present from him, as he had long been intending to
make her this trifling present before their wedding. The logical
connection of the present with his immediate departure and the
absolute necessity of visiting them for that purpose in pouring
rain at midnight was not made clear. But it all went off very
well; even the inevitable ejaculations of wonder and regret, the
inevitable questions were extraordinarily few and restrained. On
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