Преступление и наказание

Chapter 3

           

           “Iwon’tdrinkanything,”saidRaskolnikov.

           “Asyoulike,Ididn’tmeanitforyou.Drink,Katia!Idon’twantanythingmoreto-day,youcango.”Hepouredheroutafullglass,andlaiddownayellownote.

           Katiadrankoffherglassofwine,aswomendo,withoutputtingitdown,intwentygulps,tookthenoteandkissedSvidrigaïlov’shand,whichheallowedquiteseriously.Shewentoutoftheroomandtheboytrailedafterherwiththeorgan.Bothhadbeenbroughtinfromthestreet.SvidrigaïlovhadnotbeenaweekinPetersburg,buteverythingabouthimwasalready,sotospeak,onapatriarchalfooting;thewaiter,Philip,wasbynowanoldfriendandveryobsequious.

           Thedoorleadingtothesaloonhadalockonit.Svidrigaïlovwasathomeinthisroomandperhapsspentwholedaysinit.Thetavernwasdirtyandwretched,notevensecond-rate.

           “Iwasgoingtoseeyouandlookingforyou,”Raskolnikovbegan,“butIdon’tknowwhatmademeturnfromtheHayMarketintotheX.Prospectjustnow.Inevertakethisturning.IturntotherightfromtheHayMarket.Andthisisn’tthewaytoyou.Isimplyturnedandhereyouare.Itisstrange!”

           “Whydon’tyousayatonce‘it’samiracle’?”

           “Becauseitmaybeonlychance.”

           “Oh,that’sthewaywithallyoufolk,”laughedSvidrigaïlov.“Youwon’tadmitit,evenifyoudoinwardlybelieveitamiracle!Hereyousaythatitmaybeonlychance.Andwhatcowardstheyallarehere,abouthavinganopinionoftheirown,youcan’tfancy,RodionRomanovitch.

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