raised　him　up　and　gave　him　tea　in　spoonfuls；　again　blowing　each
  spoonful　steadily　and　earnestly；　as　though　this　process　was　the
  principal　and　most　effective　means　towards　his　friend's　recovery。
  Raskolnikov　said　nothing　and　made　no　resistance；　though　he　felt
  quite　strong　enough　to　sit　up　on　the　sofa　without　support　and　could
  not　merely　have　held　a　cup　or　a　spoon；　but　even　perhaps　could　have
  walked　about。　But　from　some　queer；　almost　animal；　cunning　he　conceived
  the　idea　of　hiding　his　strength　and　lying　low　for　a　time；　pretending
  if　necessary　not　to　be　yet　in　full　possession　of　his　faculties；　and
  meanwhile　listening　to　find　out　what　was　going　on。　Yet　he　could　not
  overcome　his　sense　of　repugnance。　After　sipping　a　dozen　spoonfuls　of
  tea；　he　suddenly　released　his　head；　pushed　the　spoon　away
  capriciously；　and　sank　back　on　the　pillow。　There　were　actually　real
  pillows　under　his　head　now；　down　pillows　in　clean　cases；　he　observed
  that；　too；　and　took　note　of　it。
  〃Pashenka　must　give　us　some　raspberry　jam　to…day　to　make　him　some
  raspberry　tea；〃　said　Razumihin；　going　back　to　his　chair　and
  attacking　his　soup　and　beer　again。
  〃And　where　is　she　to　get　raspberries　for　you？〃　asked　Nastasya；
  balancing　a　saucer　on　her　five　outspread　fingers　and　sipping　tea
  through　a　lump　of　sugar。
  〃She'll　get　it　at　the　shop；　my　dear。　You　see；　Rodya；　all　sorts　of
  things　have　been　happening　while　you　have　been　laid　up。　When　you
  decamped　in　that　rascally　way　without　leaving　your　address；　I　felt
  so　angry　that　I　resolved　to　find　you　out　and　punish　you。　I　set　to　work
  that　very　day。　How　I　ran　about　making　inquiries　for　you！　This
  lodging　of　yours　I　had　forgotten；　though　I　never　remembered　it；
  indeed；　because　I　did　not　know　it；　and　as　for　your　old　lodgings；　I
  could　only　remember　it　was　at　the　Five　Corners；　Harlamov's　house。　I
  kept　trying　to　find　that　Harlamov's　house；　and　afterwards　it　turned
  out　that　it　was　not　Harlamov's；　but　Buch's。　How　one　muddles　up　sound
  sometimes！　So　I　lost　my　temper；　and　I　went　on　the　chance　to　the
  address　bureau　next　day；　and　only　fancy；　in　two　minutes　they　looked
  you　up！　Your　name　is　down　there。〃
  〃My　name！〃
  〃I　should　think　so；　and　yet　a　General　Kobelev　they　could　not　find
  while　I　was　there。　Well；　it's　a　long　story。　But　as　soon　as　I　did
  land　on　this　place；　I　soon　got　to　know　all　your　affairs…　all；　all；
  brother；　I　know　everything；　Nastasya　here　will　tell　you。　I　made　the
  acquaintance　of　Nikodim　Fomitch　and　Ilya　Petrovitch；　and　the
  house…porter　and　Mr。　Zametov；　Alexandr　Grigorievitch；　the　head　clerk
  in　the　police　office；　and；　last；　but　not　least；　of　Pashenka；
  Nastasya　here　knows。。。。〃
  〃He's　got　round　her；〃　Nastasya　murmured；　smiling　slyly。
  〃Why　don't　you　put　the　sugar　in　your　tea；　Nastasya　Nikiforovna？〃
  〃You　are　a　one！〃　Nastasya　cried　suddenly；　going　off　into　a　giggle。
  〃I　am　not　Nikiforovna；　but　Petrovna；〃　she　added　suddenly；　recovering
  from　her　mirth。
  〃I'll　make　a　note　of　it。　Well；　brother；　to　make　a　long　story
  short；　I　was　going　in　for　a　regular　explosion　here　to　uproot　all
  malignant　influences　in　the　locality；　but　Pashenka　won　the　day。　I
  had　not　expected；　brother；　to　find　her　so。。。　prepossessing。　Eh；　what
  do　you　think？〃
  Raskolnikov　did　not　speak；　but　he　still　kept　his　eyes　fixed　upon
  him；　full　of　alarm。
  〃And　all　that　could　be　wished；　indeed；　in　every　respect；〃
  Razumihin　went　on；　not　at　all　embarrassed　by　his　silence。
  〃Ah；　the　sly　dog！〃　Nastasya　shrieked　again。　This　conversation
  afforded　her　unspeakable　delight。
  〃It's　a　pity；　brother；　that　you　did　not　set　to　work　in　the　right　way
  at　first。　You　ought　to　have　approached　her　differently。　She　is；　so
  to　speak；　a　most　unaccountable　character。　But　we　will　talk　about　her
  character　later。。。。　How　could　you　let　things　come　to　such　a　pass
  that　she　gave　up　sending　you　your　dinner？　And　that　I。O。U。？　You　must
  have　been　mad　to　sign　an　I。O。U。　And　that　promise　of　marriage　when
  her　daughter；　Natalya　Yegorovna；　was　alive？。。。　I　know　all　about　it！
  But　I　see　that's　a　delicate　matter　and　I　am　an　ass；　forgive　me。　But；
  talking　of　foolishness；　do　you　know　Praskovya　Pavlovna　is　not　nearly
  so　foolish　as　you　would　think　at　first　sight？〃
  〃No；〃　mumbled　Raskolnikov；　looking　away；　but　feeling　that　it　was
  better　to　keep　up　the　conversation。
  〃She　isn't；　is　she？〃　cried　Razumihin；　delighted　to　get　an　answer　out
  of　him。　〃But　she　is　not　very　clever　either；　eh？　She　is　essentially；
  essentially　an　unaccountable　character！　I　am　sometimes　quite　at　a
  loss；　I　assure　you。。。。　She　must　be　forty；　she　says　she　is
  thirty…six；　and　of　course　she　has　every　right　to　say　so。　But　I　swear　I
  judge　her　intellectually；　simply　from　the　metaphysical　point　of
  view；　there　is　a　sort　of　symbolism　sprung　up　between　us；　a　sort　of
  algebra　or　what　not！　I　don't　understand　it！　Well；　that's　all　nonsense。
  Only；　seeing　that　you　are　not　a　student　now　and　have　lost　your　lessons
  and　your　clothes；　and　that　through　the　young　lady's　death　she　has　no
  need　to　treat　you　as　a　relation；　she　suddenly　took　fright；　and　as
  you　hid　in　your　den　and　dropped　all　your　old　relations　with　her；　she
  planned　to　get　rid　of　you。　And　she's　been　cherishing　that　design　a
  long　time；　but　was　sorry　to　lose　the　I。O。U。　for　you　assured　her
  yourself　that　your　mother　would　pay。〃
  〃It　was　base　of　me　to　say　that。。。。　My　mother　herself　is　almost　a
  beggar。。。　and　I　told　a　lie　to　keep　my　lodging。。。　and　be　fed；〃
  Raskolnikov　said　loudly　and　distinctly。
  〃Yes；　you　did　very　sensibly。　But　the　worst　of　it　is　that　at　that
  point　Mr。　Tchebarov　turns　up；　a　business　man。　Pashenka　would　never
  have　thought　of　doing　anything　on　her　own　account；　she　is　too
  retiring；　but　the　business　man　is　by　no　means　retiring；　and　first
  thing　he　puts　the　question；　'Is　there　any　hope　of　realising　the
  I。O。U。？'　Answer：　there　is；　because　he　has　a　mother　who　would　save
  her　Rodya　with　her　hundred　and　twenty…five　roubles　pension；　if　she　has
  to　starve　herself；　and　a　sister；　too；　who　would　go　into　bondage　for
  his　sake。　That's　what　he　was　building　upon。。。。　Why　do　you　start？　I
  know　all　the　ins　and　outs　of　your　affairs　now；　my　dear　boy…　it's　not
  for　nothing　that　you　were　so　open　with　Pashenka　when　you　were　her
  prospective　son…in…law；　and　I　say　all　this　as　a　friend。。。。　But　I
  tell　you　what　it　is；　an　honest　and　sensitive　man　is　open；　and　a
  business　man　'listens　and　goes　on　eating'　you　up。　Well；　then　she
  gave　the　I。O。U。　by　way　of　payment　to　this　Tchebarov；　and　without
  hesitation　he　made　a　formal　demand　for　payment。　When　I　heard　of　all
  this　I　wanted　to　blow　him　up；　too；　to　clear　my　conscience；　but　by　that
  time　harmony　reigned　between　me　and　Pashenka；　and　I　insisted　on
  stopping　the　whole　affair；　engaging　that　you　would　pay。　I　went
  security　for　you；　brother。　Do　you　understand？　We　called　Tchebarov；
  flung　him　ten　roubles　and　got　the　I。O。U。　back　from　him；　and　here　I
  have　the　honour　of　presenting　it　to　you。　She　trusts　your　word　now。
  Here；　take　it；　you　see　I　have　torn　it。〃
  Razumihin　put　the　note　on　the　table。　Raskolnikov　looked　at　him　and
  turned　to　the　wall　without　uttering　a　word。　Even　Razumihin　felt　a
  twinge。
  〃I　see；　brother；〃　he　said　a　moment　later；　〃that　I　have　been
  playing　the　fool　again。　I　thought　I　should　amuse　you　with　my
  chatter；　and　I　believe　I　have　only　made　you　cross。〃
  〃Was　it　you　I　did　not　recognise　when　I　was　delirious？〃　Raskolnikov
  asked；　after　a　moment's　pause　with