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- 422 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
"You didn't expect a visitor, Rodion Romanovitch," Porfiry
explained, laughing. "I've been meaning to look in a long time;
I was passing by and thought why not go in for five minutes.
Are you going out? I won't keep you long. Just let me have
one cigarette."
"Sit down, Porfiry Petrovitch, sit down." Raskolnikov gave
his visitor a seat with so pleased and friendly an expression that
he would have marvelled at himself, if he could have seen it.
The last moment had come, the last drops had to be drained!
So a man will sometimes go through half an hour of mortal
terror with a brigand, yet when the knife is at his throat at last,
he feels no fear.
Raskolnikov seated himself directly facing Porfiry, and
looked at him without flinching. Porfixy screwed up his eyes and
began lighting a cigarette.
"Speak, speak," seemed as though it would burst from Ras-
knolnikov's heart. "Come, why don't you speak?"
CHAPTER II
"Ah, these cigarettes!" Porfiry Petrovitch ejaculated at last,
having lighted one. "They are pernicious, positively pernicious,
and yet I can't give them up! I cough, I begin to have tickling
in my throat and a difficulty in breathing. You know I am a
coward, I went lately to Dr. B n; he always gives at least
half an hour to each patient. He positively laughed looking at
me; he sounded me: 'Tobacco's bad for you,' he said, 'your
limgs are affected.' But how am I to give it up? "What is there
to take its place? I don't drink, that's the mischief, he-he- he,
that I don't. Everything is relative, Rodion Romanovitch,
everything is relative!"
"Why, he's playing his professional tricks again," Raskolni-
kov thought with disgust. All the circumstances of their last
interview suddenly came back to him, and he felt a rush of the
feeling that had come upon him then.
"I came to see you the day before yesterday, in the evening;
you didn't know?" Porfiry Petrovitch went on, looking round
the room. "I came into this very room. I was passing by, just as
I did to-day, and I thought I'd return your call. I walked in 29
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