Преступление и наказание

Chapter 8

           It’sapleasuretoseeyouandIamgladtosayso.”

           IlyaPetrovitchheldouthishand.

           “Ionlywanted...IcametoseeZametov.”

           “Iunderstand,Iunderstand,andit’sapleasuretoseeyou.”

           “I...amveryglad...good-bye,”Raskolnikovsmiled.

           Hewentout;hereeled,hewasovertakenwithgiddinessanddidnotknowwhathewasdoing.Hebegangoingdownthestairs,supportinghimselfwithhisrighthandagainstthewall.Hefanciedthataporterpushedpasthimonhiswayupstairstothepoliceoffice,thatadoginthelowerstoreykeptupashrillbarkingandthatawomanflungarolling-pinatitandshouted.Hewentdownandoutintotheyard.There,notfarfromtheentrance,stoodSonia,paleandhorror-stricken.Shelookedwildlyathim.Hestoodstillbeforeher.Therewasalookofpoignantagony,ofdespair,inherface.Sheclaspedherhands.Hislipsworkedinanugly,meaninglesssmile.Hestoodstillaminute,grinnedandwentbacktothepoliceoffice.

           IlyaPetrovitchhadsatdownandwasrummagingamongsomepapers.Beforehimstoodthesamepeasantwhohadpushedbyonthestairs.

           “Hulloa!Backagain!haveyouleftsomethingbehind?What’sthematter?”

           Raskolnikov,withwhitelipsandstaringeyes,cameslowlynearer.Hewalkedrighttothetable,leanedhishandonit,triedtosaysomething,butcouldnot;onlyincoherentsoundswereaudible.

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