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लेखक: Fyodor Dostoevsky

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स्टार्ट दबाएं और पंक्तियां सटीक टाइप करें। · बैकस्पेस अक्षम — गलती के बाद भी जारी रखें।

He laid the axe on the ground near the dead body and felt at once
in her pocket (trying to avoid the streaming body)--the same
right-hand pocket from which she had taken the key on his last
visit. He was in full possession of his faculties, free from
confusion or giddiness, but his hands were still trembling. He
remembered afterwards that he had been particularly collected and
careful, trying all the time not to get smeared with blood.... He
pulled out the keys at once, they were all, as before, in one
bunch on a steel ring. He ran at once into the bedroom with them.
It was a very small room with a whole shrine of holy images.
Against the other wall stood a big bed, very clean and covered
with a silk patchwork wadded quilt. Against a third wall was a
chest of drawers. Strange to say, so soon as he began to fit the
keys into the chest, so soon as he heard their jingling, a
convulsive shudder passed over him. He suddenly felt tempted
again to give it all up and go away.

स्टार्ट दबाएं और पंक्तियां सटीक टाइप करें।

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