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"Not for anything till you let me kiss your hands! That's it!

Enough! I get up and we'll go on! I am a luckless fool, I am

unworthy of you and drunk... and I am ashamed.... I am not worthy

to love you, but to do homage to you is the duty of every man who

is not a perfect beast! And I've done homage.... Here are your

lodgings, and for that alone Rodya was right in driving your

Pyotr Petrovitch away.... How dare he! how dare he put you in

such lodgings! It's a scandal! Do you know the sort of people

they take in here? And you his betrothed! You are his betrothed?

Yes? Well, then, I'll tell you, your fiance is a scoundrel."

"Excuse me, Mr. Razumihin, you are forgetting..." Pulcheria

Alexandrovna was beginning.