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"He is always humbugging, confound him," cried Razumihin, jumping

up and gesticulating. "What's the use of talking to you? He does

all that on purpose; you don't know him, Rodion! He took their

side yesterday, simply to make fools of them. And the things he

said yesterday! And they were delighted! He can keep it up for a

fortnight together. Last year he persuaded us that he was going

into a monastery: he stuck to it for two months. Not long ago he

took it into his head to declare he was going to get married,

that he had everything ready for the wedding. He ordered new

clothes indeed. We all began to congratulate him. There was no

bride, nothing, all pure fantasy!"

"Ah, you are wrong! I got the clothes before. It was the new

clothes in fact that made me think of taking you in."

"Are you such a good dissembler?" Raskolnikov asked carelessly.