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334 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT Several persons crowded inquisitively into the doorway. Some of them tried to get in. All this took place almost instanta- neously. "Go away, it's too soon! Wait till you are sent for! . . . "Why have you brought him so soon?" Porfiry Petrovitch muttered, extremely annoyed, and as it were thrown out of his reckoning. But Nikolay suddenly knelt down. "What's the matter?" cried Porfiry, surprised. "I am guilty! Mine is the sin! I am the murderer," Nikolay articulated suddenly, rather breathless, but speaking fairly loudly. For ten seconds there was silence as though all had been struck dumb; even the warder stepped back, mechanically re- treated tothe door, and stood immovable. "What is it?" cried Porfiry Petrovitch, recovering from his momentary stupefaction. "I . . . am the murderer," repeated Nikolay, after a brief pause. ' "What . . . you . . . what . . . whom did you kill?" Porfiry Petrovitch was obviously bewildered. Nikolay again was silent for a moment. "Alyona Ivanovna and her hister Lizaveta Ivanovna, I . . . killed . . . with an axe. Darkness came over me," he added sud- denly, and was again silent. He still remained on his knees. Porfiry Petrovitch stood for some moments as though meditating, but suddenly roused him- self and waved back the uninvited spectators. They instantly vanished and closed the door. Then he looked towards Raskolni- kov, who was standing in the corner, staring wildly at Nikolay, and moved towards him, but stopped short, looked from Niko- lay to Raskolnikov and then again at Nikolay, and seeming unable to restrain himself darted at the latter. "You're in too great a hurry," he shouted at him, almost angrily. "I didn't ask you what came over you. . . . Speak, did you kill them?" "I am the murderer. ... I want to give evidence," Nikolay pronounced. "Ach! What did you kill them with?" "An axe. I had it ready." "Ach, he is in a hurry! Alone?"
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