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- 454 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
ashamed, blushed, at last felt insulted, and began to cry. Her
partner seized her and began whirling her round and performing
before her; every one laughed and — I like your public, even
the cancan public — they laughed and shouted, 'Serves her right
— serves her right! Shouldn't bring children!' Well, it's not my
business whether that consoling reflection was logical or not. I
at once fixed on my plan, sat down by the mother, and began
by saying that I too was a stranger and that people here were
ill-bred and that they couldn't distinguish decent folks and
treat them with respect; gave her to understand that I had
plenty of money, offered to take them home in my carriage. I
took them home and got to know them. They were lodging in a
miserable little hole and had only just arrived from the country.
She told me that she and her daughter could only regard my
acquaintance as an honour. I found out that they had nothing
of their own and had come to town upon some legal business. I
proffered my services and money. I learnt that they had gone to
the dancing saloon by mistake, believing that it was a genuine
dancing class. I offered to assist in the young girl's education in
French and dancing. My offer was accepted with enthusiasm
as an honour — and we are still friendly. ... If you like, we'll
go and see them, only not just now."
"Stop! Enough of your vile, nasty anecdotes, depraved, vile,
sensual man!"
"Schiller, you are a regular Schiller! O la vertu va-t-elle se
nicher? But you know I shall tell you these things on purpose,
for the pleasure of hearing your outcries!"
"I dare say. I can see I am ridiculous myself," muttered Ras-
kolnikov angrily.
Svidrigai'lov laughed heartily; finally he called Philip, paid
his bill, and began getting up.
"I say, but I am drunk, a$sez cause," he said. "It's been a
pleasure!"
"f should rather think it must be a pleasure!" cried Raskol-
nikov, getting up. "No doubt it is a pleasure for a worn-out
profligate to describe such adventures with a monstrous project
of the same sort in his mind — especially under such circum-
stances and to such a man as me. . . . It's stimulating!"
"Well, if you come to that," Svidrigailov answered, scruti-
nising Raskolnikov with some surprise, "if you come to that,
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