Sayfa 485 / 1294

Razumihin, of course, was ridiculous in his sudden drunken

infatuation for Avdotya Romanovna. Yet apart from his eccentric

condition, many people would have thought it justified if they

had seen Avdotya Romanovna, especially at that moment when she

was walking to and fro with folded arms, pensive and melancholy.

Avdotya Romanovna was remarkably good-looking; she was tall,

strikingly well-proportioned, strong and self-reliant--the latter

quality was apparent in every gesture, though it did not in the

least detract from the grace and softness of her movements. In

face she resembled her brother, but she might be described as

really beautiful. Her hair was dark brown, a little lighter than

her brother's; there was a proud light in her almost black eyes

and yet at times a look of extraordinary kindness. She was pale,

but it was a healthy pallor; her face was radiant with freshness

and vigour.