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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT '451
"Why, you are dropping them even now. Why are you so
frightened? What are you so afraid of now?"
"Me — afraid? Afraid of you? You have rather to be afraid
of me, cher ami. But what nonsense. . . . I've drunk too much
though, I see that. I was almost saying too much again. Damn
the wine! Hi! there, water!"
He snatched up the champagne bottle and flung it without
ceremony out of the window. Philip brought the water.
"That's all nonsense!" said Svidrigailov, wetting a towel and
putting it to his head. "But I can answer you in one^ word and
annihilate all your suspicions. Do you know that I am going to
get married?"
"You told me so before."
"Did I? I've forgotten. But I couldn't have told you so
for certain for I had not even seen my betrothed; I only meant
to. But now I really have a betrothed and it's a settled thing,
and if it weren't that I have business that can't be put off, I
would have taken you to see them at once, for I should like to
ask your advice. Ach, hang it, only ten minutes left! See, look
at the watch. But I must tell you, for it's an interesting story,
my marriage, in its own way. Where are you off to? Going
again?"
"No, I'm not going away now."
"Not at all? We shall see. I'll take you there, I'll show you
my betrothed, only not now. For you'll soon have to be off.
You have to go to the right and I to the left. Do you know that
Madame Resslich, the woman I am lodging with now, eh? s
know what you're thinking, that she's the woman whose gJTJ
they say drowned herself in the winter. Come, are you listening?
She arranged it all for me. You're bored, she said, you wanf
something to fill up your time. For, you know, I am «r gloomy^
depressed person. Do you think I'm light-hearted? No, I'm
gloomy. I do no harm, but sit in a corner without speaking a
word for three days at a time. And that Resslich is a sly hussy,
I tell you. I know what she has got in her mind; she thinks
I shall get sick of it, abandon my wife and depart, and she'll get
hold of her and make a profit out of her — in our class, of course,
or higher. She told me the father was a broken-down retired
official, who has been sitting in a chair for the last three years
with, his legs paralysed. The mamma, she said, was a sensible
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