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Pulcheria Alexandrovna was crushed; the conversation was not

resumed.

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"I will tell you what I want with you," said Raskolnikov, drawing

Razumihin to the window.

"Then I will tell Katerina Ivanovna that you are coming," Sonia

said hurriedly, preparing to depart.

"One minute, Sofya Semyonovna. We have no secrets. You are not in

our way. I want to have another word or two with you. Listen!" he

turned suddenly to Razumihin again. "You know that... what's his

name... Porfiry Petrovitch?"

"I should think so! He is a relation. Why?" added the latter,

with interest.

"Is not he managing that case... you know, about that murder?...

You were speaking about it yesterday."

"Yes... well?" Razumihin's eyes opened wide.