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- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 371
doing before. To my surprise one hundred-rouble note had dis-
appeared. Kindly consider the position. Mr. Lebeziatnikov I
cannot suspect. I am ashamed to allude to such a supposition.
I cannot have made a mistake in my reckoning, for the minute
before your entrance I had finished my accounts and found the
total correct. You will admit that recollecting your embarrass-
ment, your eagerness to get away and the fact that you k«pt
your hands for some time on the table, and taking into consid-
eration your social position and the habits associated with it,
I was, so to say, with horror and positively against my will,
compelled to entertain a suspicion — a cruel, but justifiable sus-
picion! Iwill add further and repeat that in spite of my positive
conviction, I realise that I run a certain risk in making this
accusation, but as you see, I could not let it pass. I have taken
action and I will tell you why: solely, madam, solely, owing to
your black ingratitude! Why! I invite you for the benefit of
your destitute relative, I present you with my donation of ten
roubles and you, on the spot, repay me for all that with such
an action. It is too bad! You need a lesson. Reflect! Moreover,
like a true friend I beg you — and you could have no better
friend at this moment — think what you are doing, otherwise
I shall be immovable! Well, what do you say?"
"I have taken nothing," Sonia whispered in terror, "you gave
me ten roubles, here it is, take it."
Sonia pulled her handkerchief out of her pocket, untied a
corner of it, took out the ten rouble note and gave it to Luzhin.
"And the hundred roubles you do not confess to taking?"
he insisted reproachfully, not taking the note.
Sonia looked about her. All were looking at her with such
awful, stern, ironical, hostile eyes. She looked at Raskolnikov
... he stood against the wall, with his arms crossed, looking at
her with glowing eyes.
"Good God!" broke from Sonia.
"Amalia Ivanovna, we shall have to send word to the police
and therefore I humbly beg you meanwhile to send for the house
porter," Luzhin said softly and even kindly.
"Gott der barmherzige! I knew she was the thief," cried
Amalia Ivanovna, throwing up her hands.
"You knew it?" Luzhin caught her up, "then I suppose you
had some reason before this for thinking so. I beg you, worthy
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