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"Damn it! I will go myself to Porfiry. I will squeeze it out of

him, as one of the family: he must let me know the ins and outs

of it all! And as for Zametov..."

"At last he sees through him!" thought Raskolnikov.

"Stay!" cried Razumihin, seizing him by the shoulder again.

"Stay! you were wrong. I have thought it out. You are wrong! How

was that a trap? You say that the question about the workmen was

a trap. But if you had done that, could you have said you had

seen them painting the flat... and the workmen? On the contrary,

you would have seen nothing, even if you had seen it. Who would

own it against himself?"

"If I had done that thing, I should certainly have said that I

had seen the workmen and the flat," Raskolnikov answered, with

reluctance and obvious disgust.

"But why speak against yourself?"