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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 235
crossed over again, overtook her and k«pt two or three yards
behind her.
He was a man about fifty, rather tall and thickly set, with
broad high shoulders which made him look as though he stooped
a little. He wore good and fashionable clothes, and looked Uke
a gentleman of position. He carried a handsome cane, which
he tapped on the pavement at each step; his gloves were spot-
less. He had a broad, rather pleasant face with high cheek-bones
and a fresh colour, not often seen in Petersburg. His flaxen hair
was still abundant, and only touched here arid there with grey,
and his thick square beard was even lighter than his hair. His
eyes were blue and had a cold and thoughtful look; his lips
were crimson. He was a remarkably well-preserved man and
looked much younger than his years.
When Sonia came out on the canal bank, they were the only
two persons on the pavement. He observed her dreaminess and
preoccupation. On reaching the house where she lodged, Sonia
turned in at the gate; he followed her, seeming rather surprised.
In the courtyard she turned to the right corner. "Bah!" mut-
tered the unknown gentleman, and mounted the stairs behind
her. Only then Sonia noticed him. She reached the third storey,
turned down the passage, and rang at No. 9. On the door was
inscribed in chalk, "Kapernaumov, Tailor." "Bah!" the stranger
repeated again, wondering at the strange coincidence, and he
rang next door, at No. 8. The doors were two or three yards
apart.
"You lodge at Kapernaumov's," he said, looking at Sonia and
laughing. "He altered a waistcoat for me yesterday. I am staying
close here at Madame Resslich's. How odd!" Sonia looked at him
attentively.
"We are neighbours," he went on gaily. "I only came to town
the day before yesterday. Good-bye for the present."
Sonia made no reply; the door opened and she slipped in.
She felt for some reason ashamed and uneasy.
On the way to Porfiry's, Razumihin was obviously excited.
"That's capital, brother," he repeated several times, "and I
am glad! I am glad!"
"What are you glad about?" Raskolnikov thought to himself.
"I didn't know that you pledged things at that old woman's.
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