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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 497
fore him. He had just come in from the third room. "It is the
hand of fate," thought Raskolnikov, "Why is he here?"
"You've come to see us? What abput?" cried !lya Petrovitch.
He was obviously in an exceedingly good humour and perhaps a
trifle exhilarated. "If it's on business you are rather early.*
It's only a chance that I am here . . . however I'll do what I can,
I must admit, I . . . what is it, what is it? Excuse me. . . ."
"Raskolnikov."
"Of course, Raskolnikov. You didn't imagine I'd forgotten?
Don't think I am like that . . . Rodion Ro Ro Rodiono-
vitch, that's it, isn't it?"
"Rodion Romanovitch."
"Yes, yes, of course, Rodion Romanovitch! I was just getting
at it. I made many inquiries about you. I assure you I've been
genuinely grieved since that . . . since I behaved like that . . .
it was explained to me afterwards that you were a literary man
. . . and a learned one too . . . and so to say the first steps . . .
Mercy on us! What literary or scientific man does not begin
by some originality of conduct! My wife and I have the great-
est respect for literature, in my wife it's a genuine passion!
Literature and art! If only a man is a gentleman, all the rest
can be gained by talents, learning, good sense, genius. As for a
hat — well, what does a hat matter? I can buy a hat as easily as
I can a bun; but what's under the hat, what the hat covers,
I can't buy that! I was even meaning to come and apologise
to you, but thought maybe you'd . . . But I am forgetting to
ask you, is there anything you want really? I hear your family
have come?" v
"Yes, my mother and sister."
"I've
even had
the
honour and happiness of
meeting your
sister
—
a highly cultivated and charming
person. I confess I
was sorry I got so
hot with you. There
it is!
But
as for
my
looking suspiciously
at
your fainting
fit,
—
that
affair
has been
cleared up splendidly! Bigotry and fanaticism! I
imderstand
your indignation. Perhaps you
are
changing your lodging
on
account of your family's arriving?"
* Dostoyevsky appears to have forgotten that it is after sunset, and
that the last time Raskolnikov visited the police office at two in the
afternoon, he was reproached for '•oming too lat".
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