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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 103
would be issued for his pursuit, and so at all costs, he must hide
all traces before then. He must clear everything up while he
still had some strength, some reasoning power left him. . . .
Where was he to go?
That had long been settled: "Fling them into the canal, and
all traces hidden in the water, the thing would be at an end."
So he had decided in the night of his delirium when several
times he had had the impulse to get up and go away, to make
haste, and get rid of it all. But to get rid of it, turned out to be
a very difficult task. He wandered along the bank of the Ekater-
ininsky Canal for half an hour or more and looked several times
at the steps running down to the water, but he could not think
of carrying out his plan; either rafts stood at the steps' edge, and
women were washing clothes on them, or boats were moored
there, and people were swarming everywhere. Moreover he could
be seen and noticed from the banks on all sides; it would look
suspicious for a man to go down on purpose, stop, and throw
something into the water. And what if the boxes were to float
instead of sinking? And of course they would. Even as it was,
every one he met seemed to stare and look round, as if they had
nothing to do but to watch him. "Why is it, or can it be my
fancy?" he thought.
At last the thought struck him that it might be better to go
to the Neva. There were not so many people there, he would be
less observed, and it would be more convenient in every way,
above all it was further off. He wondered how he could have
been wandering for a good half-hour, worried and anxious in
this dangerous part without thinking of it before. And that
half-hour he had lost over an irrational plan, simply because he
had thought of it in delirium! He had become extremely absent
and forgetful and he was aware of it. He certainly must make
haste.
He walked towards the Neva along V Prospect, but on
the way another idea struck him. "Why to the Neva? Would it
not be better to go somewhere far off, to the Islands again, and
there hide the things in some solitary place, in a wood or under a
bush, and mark the sp)ot perhaps?" And though he felt incap-
able ofclear judgment, the idea seemed to him a sound one. But
he was not destined to go there. For coming out of V
Prospect towards the square, he saw on the left a passage leading
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