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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 217
this conversation, and in the silence, and in the reconciliation,
and in the forgiveness, and all were feeling it.
"It is as though they were afraid of me," Raskolnikov was
thinking to himself, looking askance at his mother and sister.
Pulcheria Alexandrovna was indeed growing more timid the
longer she kept silent.
"Yet in their absence I seemed to love them so much," flashed
through his mind.
"Do you know, Rodya, Marfa Petrovna is dead," Pulcheria
Alexandrovna suddenly blurted out.
"What Marfa Petrovna?"
"Oh, mercy on us — ^Marfa Petrovna Svidrigailov. I wrote
you so much about her."
"A-a-h! Yes, I remember. ... So she's dead! Oh, really?"
he roused himself suddenly, as if waking up. "What did she
die of?"
"Only imagine, quite suddenly," Pulcheria Alexandrovna
answered hurriedly, encouraged by his curiosity. "On the very
day I was sending you that letter! Would you believe it, that
awful man seems to have been the cause of her death. They say
he beat her dreadfully."
"Why, were they on such bad terms?" he asked, addressinghis sister.
"Not at all. Quite the contrary indeed. With her, he was
always very patient, considerate even. In fact, all those seven
years of their married life he gave way to her, too much so
indeed, in many cases. All of a sudden he seems to have lost
patience."
"Then he could not have been so awful if he controlled
himself for seven years? You seem to be defending him,
Dounia?"
"No, no, he's an awful man! I can imagine nothing more
awful!" Dounia answered, almost with a shudder, knitting her
brows, and sinking into thought.
"That had happened in the morning," Pulcheria Alexan-
drovna went on hurriedly. "And directly afterwards she ordered
the horses to be harnessed to drive to the town immediately
after dinner. She always used to drive to the town in such cases-
She ate a very good dinner, I am told. . . ."
"After the beating?"
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