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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 143
"Excuse me, sir," said Luzhin, affronted, and speaking with
excessive dignity. "Do you mean to suggest so unceremoniously
that I too . . ."
"Oh, my dear sir . . . how could I? . . . Come, that's enough,"
Razumihin concluded, and he turned abruptly to Zossimov to
continue their previous conversation.
Pyotr Petrovitch had the good sense to accept the disavowal.
He made up his mind to take leave in another minute or two.
"I trust our acquaintance," he said, addressing Raskolnikov.
"may, upon your recovery and in view of the circumstances of
which you are aware, become closer. . . . Above all, I hope for
your return to health . . ."
Raskolnikov did not even turn his head. Pyotr Petrovitch
began getting up from his chair.
"One of her customers must have killed her," Zossimov
declared positively.
"Not a doubt of it," replied Razumihin. "Porfiry doesn't
give his opinion, but is examining all who have left pledge5 with
her there."
"Examining them?" Raskolnikov asked aloud.
"Yes. What then?"
"Nothing."
"How does he get hold of them?" asked Zossimov.
"Koch has given the names of some of them, other names
are on the wrappers of the pledges and some have come forward
of themselves."
"It must have been a cunning and practised ruffian! The
boldness of it! The coolness!"
"That's just what it wasn't!" interposed Razumihin. "That's
what throws you all off the scent. But I maintain that he is not
cunning, not practised, and probably this was his first crime!
The supposition that it was a calculated crime and a cunning
criminal doesn't work. Suppose him to have been inexperienced,
and it's clear that it was only a chance that saved him — and
chance may do anything. Why, he did not foresee obstacle*',
perhaps! And how did he set to work? He took jewels worth ten
or twenty roubles, stuffing his packets with them, ransacked the
old woman's trunk, her rags — and they found fifteen hundred
roubles, besides notes, in a box in the top drawer of the chest!
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