Преступление и наказание

Chapter 4

           

           “Apainter?”

           “Why,haven’tItoldyouaboutit?Ionlytoldyouthebeginningthenaboutthemurderoftheoldpawnbroker-woman.Well,thepainterismixedupinit...”

           “Oh,Iheardaboutthatmurderbeforeandwasratherinterestedinit...partly...foronereason....Ireadaboutitinthepapers,too....”

           “Lizavetawasmurdered,too,”Nastasyablurtedout,suddenlyaddressingRaskolnikov.Sheremainedintheroomallthetime,standingbythedoorlistening.

           “Lizaveta,”murmuredRaskolnikovhardlyaudibly.

           “Lizaveta,whosoldoldclothes.Didn’tyouknowher?Sheusedtocomehere.Shemendedashirtforyou,too.”

           Raskolnikovturnedtothewallwhereinthedirty,yellowpaperhepickedoutoneclumsy,whiteflowerwithbrownlinesonitandbeganexamininghowmanypetalstherewereinit,howmanyscallopsinthepetalsandhowmanylinesonthem.Hefelthisarmsandlegsaslifelessasthoughtheyhadbeencutoff.Hedidnotattempttomove,butstaredobstinatelyattheflower.

           “Butwhataboutthepainter?”ZossimovinterruptedNastasya’schatterwithmarkeddispleasure.Shesighedandwassilent.

           “Why,hewasaccusedofthemurder,”Razumihinwentonhotly.

           “Wasthereevidenceagainsthimthen?”

           “Evidence,indeed!Evidencethatwasnoevidence,andthat’swhatwehavetoprove.Itwasjustastheypitchedonthosefellows,KochandPestryakov,atfirst.Foo!howstupidlyit’salldone,itmakesonesick,thoughit’snotone’sbusiness!Pestryakovmaybecomingto-night....

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