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"Was it you I did not recognise when I was delirious?"

Raskolnikov asked, after a moment's pause without turning his

head.

"Yes, and you flew into a rage about it, especially when I

brought Zametov one day."

"Zametov? The head clerk? What for?" Raskolnikov turned round

quickly and fixed his eyes on Razumihin.

"What's the matter with you?... What are you upset about? He

wanted to make your acquaintance because I talked to him a lot

about you.... How could I have found out so much except from him?

He is a capital fellow, brother, first-rate... in his own way, of

course. Now we are friends--see each other almost every day. I

have moved into this part, you know. I have only just moved. I've

been with him to Luise Ivanovna once or twice.... Do you remember

Luise, Luise Ivanovna?"

"Did I say anything in delirium?"

"I should think so! You were beside yourself."

"What did I rave about?"