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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 431^
was at home in this room and perhaps spent whole days in it.
The tavern was dirty and wretched, not even second rate.
"I was going to see you and looking for you," Raskolnikov
began, "but I dont know what made me turn from the Hay
Market into the X. Prospect just now. I never take this turning.
I turn to the right from the Hay Market. And this isn't the way
to you. I simply turned and here you are. It is strange!"
"Why don't you say at once 'it's a miracle'?"
"Because it may be only chance."
"Oh, that's the way with all you folk," laughed Svidrigai'lov.
"You won't admit it, even if you do inwardly believe it a
miracle! Here you say that it may be only chance. And what
cowards they all are here, about having an opinion of their own,
you can't fancy, Rodion Romanovitch. I don't mean you, you
have an opinion of your own and are not afraid to have it. That's
how it was you attracted my curiosity."
"Nothing else?"
"Well, that's enough, you know." Svidrigai'lov was obviously
exhilarated, but only slightly so, he had not had more than half
a glass of wine.
"I fancy you came to see me before you knew that I was
capable of having what you call an opinion of my own," ob-served Raskolnikov.
"Oh, well, it was a different matter. Every one has his own
plans. And apropos of the miracle let me tell you that I think
you have been asleep for the last two or three days. I told you
of this tavern myself, there is no miracle in your coming straight
here. I explained the way myself, told you where it was, and the
hours you could find me here. Do you remember?"
"I don't remember," answered Raskolnikov with surprise.
"I believe you. I told you twice. The address has been
stamped mechanically on your memory. You turned this way
mechanically and yet precisely according to the direction,
though you are not aware of it. When I told it you then, I
hardly hoped you understood me. You give yourself away too
much, Rodion Romanovitch. And another thing, I'm convinced
there are lots of people in Petersburg who talk to themselves as
they walk. This is a town of crazy people. If only we had scien-
tific men, doctors, lawyers and philosophers might make most
valuable investigations in Petersburg each in his own line. There
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