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- PART VI
CHAPTER I
A STRANGE period began for Raskolnikov: it was as though a
fog had fallen upon him and wrapped him in a dreary solitude
from which there was no escape. Recalling that period long
after, he believed that his mind had been clouded at times, and
that it had continued so, with intervals, till the final catas-
trophe. He was convinced that he had been mistaken about
many things at that time, for instance as to the date of certain
events. Anyway, when he tried later on to piece his recollec-
tions together, he learnt a great deal about himself from what
other people told him. He had mixed up incidents and had ex-
plained events as due to circumstances which existed only in his
imagination. At times he was a prey to agonies of morbid uneasi-
ness, amounting sometimes to panic. But he remembered, too,
moments, hours, perhaps whole days, of complete apathy, which
came up>on him as a reaction from his previous terror and mijjbl
be Compared with the abnormal insensibility, sometimes seen in
the dying. He seemed to be trying in that latter stage to escap«
from a full and clear understanding of his position. Certain es-
sential facts which required immediate consideration were par-
ticularly irksome to him. How glad he would have been to brt
free from some cares, the neglect of which would have threat-
ened him with complete, inevitable ruin.
He was particularly worried about Svidrigailov, he might
be said to be permanently thinking of Svidrigailov. From the
time of Svidrigailov's too menacing and unmistakable words
in Sonia's room at the moment of Katerina Ivanovna's death,
the normal working of his mind seemed to break down. But
although this new fact caused him extreme uneasiness, Raskol-
nikov was in no hurry for an explanation of it. At times, finding
himself in a solitary and remote part of the town, in some
wretched eating-house, sitting alone lost in thought, hardly
knowing how he had come there, he suddenly thought of
Svidrigailov. He recognised suddenly, clearly, and with dismay
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