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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 421
"And so Porfiry himself had explained it to Razumihin, had
explained it psychologically. He had begun bringing in his
damned psychology again! Porfiry? But to think that Porfiry
should for one moment believe that Nikolay was guilty, after
,what had passed between them before Nikolay's appearance, after
' that tete-a-tete interview, which could have only one explana-
'tion? (During those days Raskolnikov had often recalled pas-
sages in that scene with Porfiry; he could not bear to let his
mind rest on it.) Such words, such gestures had passed between
them, they had exchanged such glances, things had been said in
such a tone and had reached such a pass, that Nikolay, whom
Porfiry had seen through at the first word, at the first gesture,
could not have shaken his conviction.
"And to think that even Razumihin had begun to suspect!
The scene in the corridor under the lamp had produced its effect
then. He had rushed to Porfiry. . . . But what had induced the
latter to receive him like that? Wliat had been his object in
putting Razumihin off with Nikolay? He must have some plan;
there was some design, but what was it? It was true that a long
time had passed since that morning — too long a time — and no
sight nor sound of Porfiry. Well, that was a bad sign. . . ."
Raskolnikov took his cap and went out of the room, still
pK)ndering. It was the first time for a long while that he had
felt clear in his mind, at least. "I must settle Svidrigailov," he
thought, "and as soon as possible; he, too, seems to be waiting
for me to come to him of my own accord." And at that moment
there was such a rush of hate in his weary heart that he might
have killed either of those two — Porfiry or Svidrigailov. At
least he felt that he would be capable of doing it later, if not
now.
"We shall see, we shall see," he repeated to himself.
But no sooner had he opened the door than he stumbled upon
Porfiry himself in the passage. He was coming in to see him.
Raskolnikov was dumbfounded for a minute, but only for one
minute. Strange to say, he was not very much astonished at
seeing Porfiry and scarcely afraid of him. He was simply
startled, but was quickly, instantly, on his guard. "Perhaps this
will mean the end? But how could Porfiry have approached so
quietly, like a cat, so that he had heard nothing? Could he have
been listening at the door?"
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