Chapter 6

           Butassoonasshewentout,hegotup,latchedthedoor,undidtheparcelwhichRazumihinhadbroughtinthateveningandhadtiedupagainandbegandressing.Strangetosay,heseemedimmediatelytohavebecomeperfectlycalm;notatraceofhisrecentdeliriumnorofthepanicfearthathadhauntedhimoflate.Itwasthefirstmomentofastrangesuddencalm.Hismovementswerepreciseanddefinite;afirmpurposewasevidentinthem.“To-day,to-day,”hemutteredtohimself.Heunderstoodthathewasstillweak,buthisintensespiritualconcentrationgavehimstrengthandself-confidence.Hehoped,moreover,thathewouldnotfalldowninthestreet.Whenhehaddressedinentirelynewclothes,helookedatthemoneylyingonthetable,andafteramoment’sthoughtputitinhispocket.Itwastwenty-fiveroubles.HetookalsoallthecopperchangefromthetenroublesspentbyRazumihinontheclothes.Thenhesoftlyunlatchedthedoor,wentout,slippeddownstairsandglancedinattheopenkitchendoor.Nastasyawasstandingwithherbacktohim,blowingupthelandlady’ssamovar.Sheheardnothing.Whowouldhavedreamedofhisgoingout,indeed?Aminutelaterhewasinthestreet.

           Itwasnearlyeighto’clock,thesunwassetting.Itwasasstiflingasbefore,butheeagerlydrankinthestinking,dustytownair.Hisheadfeltratherdizzy;asortofsavageenergygleamedsuddenlyinhisfeverisheyesandhiswasted,paleandyellowface.