Chapter 6

           Whenherememberedthesceneafterwards,thisishowRaskolnikovsawit.

           Thenoisebehindthedoorincreased,andsuddenlythedoorwasopenedalittle.

           “Whatisit?”criedPorfiryPetrovitch,annoyed.“Why,Igaveorders...”

           Foraninstanttherewasnoanswer,butitwasevidentthattherewereseveralpersonsatthedoor,andthattheywereapparentlypushingsomebodyback.

           “Whatisit?”PorfiryPetrovitchrepeated,uneasily.

           “TheprisonerNikolayhasbeenbrought,”someoneanswered.

           “Heisnotwanted!Takehimaway!Lethimwait!What’shedoinghere?Howirregular!”criedPorfiry,rushingtothedoor.

           “Buthe...”beganthesamevoice,andsuddenlyceased.

           Twoseconds,notmore,werespentinactualstruggle,thensomeonegaveaviolentshove,andthenaman,verypale,strodeintotheroom.

           Thisman’sappearancewasatfirstsightverystrange.Hestaredstraightbeforehim,asthoughseeingnothing.Therewasadeterminedgleaminhiseyes;atthesametimetherewasadeathlypallorinhisface,asthoughhewerebeingledtothescaffold.Hiswhitelipswerefaintlytwitching.

           Hewasdressedlikeaworkmanandwasofmediumheight,veryyoung,slim,hishaircutinroundcrop,withthinsparefeatures.Themanwhomhehadthrustbackfollowedhimintotheroomandsucceededinseizinghimbytheshoulder;hewasawarder;butNikolaypulledhisarmaway.

           Severalpersonscrowdedinquisitivelyintothedoorway.Someofthemtriedtogetin.Allthistookplacealmostinstantaneously.

           “Goaway,it’stoosoon!Waittillyouaresentfor!.