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"Your things would not in any case be lost," he went on calmly

and coldly. "I have been expecting you here for some time."

And as though that was a matter of no importance, he carefully

offered the ash-tray to Razumihin, who was ruthlessly scattering

cigarette ash over the carpet. Raskolnikov shuddered, but Porfiry

did not seem to be looking at him, and was still concerned with

Razumihin's cigarette.

"What? Expecting him? Why, did you know that he had pledges

there?" cried Razumihin.

Porfiry Petrovitch addressed himself to Raskolnikov.

"Your things, the ring and the watch, were wrapped up together,

and on the paper your name was legibly written in pencil,

together with the date on which you left them with her..."

"How observant you are!" Raskolnikov smiled awkwardly, doing his

very utmost to look him straight in the face, but he failed, and

suddenly added: