Преступление и наказание

Chapter 7

           

           Hewaslisteningtowhathismotherwassayingtohissister,sittingperfectlystillwithpoutinglipsandwide-openeyes,justasallgoodlittleboyshavetositwhentheyareundressedtogotobed.Alittlegirl,stillyounger,dressedliterallyinrags,stoodatthescreen,waitingforherturn.Thedoorontothestairswasopentorelievethemalittlefromthecloudsoftobaccosmokewhichfloatedinfromtheotherroomsandbroughtonlongterriblefitsofcoughinginthepoor,consumptivewoman.KaterinaIvanovnaseemedtohavegrowneventhinnerduringthatweekandthehecticflushonherfacewasbrighterthanever.

           “Youwouldn’tbelieve,youcan’timagine,Polenka,”shesaid,walkingabouttheroom,“whatahappyluxuriouslifewehadinmypapa’shouseandhowthisdrunkardhasbroughtme,andwillbringyouall,toruin!Papawasacivilcolonelandonlyastepfrombeingagovernor;sothateveryonewhocametoseehimsaid,‘Welookuponyou,IvanMihailovitch,asourgovernor!’WhenI...when...”shecoughedviolently,“oh,cursedlife,”shecried,clearingherthroatandpressingherhandstoherbreast,“whenI...whenatthelastball...atthemarshal’s...

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