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Chapter 1

           Really,perhapsIam.And,bytheway,doyoubelieveinghosts?”

           “Whatghosts?”

           “Why,ordinaryghosts.”

           “Doyoubelieveinthem?”

           “Perhapsnot,pourvousplaire....Iwouldn’tsaynoexactly.”

           “Doyouseethem,then?”

           Svidrigaïlovlookedathimratheroddly.

           “MarfaPetrovnaispleasedtovisitme,”hesaid,twistinghismouthintoastrangesmile.

           “Howdoyoumean‘sheispleasedtovisityou’?”

           “Shehasbeenthreetimes.Isawherfirstontheverydayofthefuneral,anhouraftershewasburied.ItwasthedaybeforeIlefttocomehere.Thesecondtimewasthedaybeforeyesterday,atdaybreak,onthejourneyatthestationofMalayaVishera,andthethirdtimewastwohoursagointheroomwhereIamstaying.Iwasalone.”

           “Wereyouawake?”

           “Quiteawake.Iwaswideawakeeverytime.Shecomes,speakstomeforaminuteandgoesoutatthedooralwaysatthedoor.Icanalmosthearher.”

           “Whatmademethinkthatsomethingofthesortmustbehappeningtoyou?”Raskolnikovsaidsuddenly.

           Atthesamemomenthewassurprisedathavingsaidit.Hewasmuchexcited.

           “What!Didyouthinkso?”Svidrigaïlovaskedinastonishment.“Didyoureally?Didn’tIsaythattherewassomethingincommonbetweenus,eh?”

           “Youneversaidso!”Raskolnikovcriedsharplyandwithheat.

           “Didn’tI?”

           “No!”

           “IthoughtIdid.WhenIcameinandsawyoulyingwithyoureyesshut,pretending,Isaidtomyselfatonce,‘Here’stheman.

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