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This
familiar
“
what
do
you
want
”
seemed
to
cut
the
ground
from
the
feet
of
the
pompous
gentleman
.
He
was
turning
to
Razumihin
,
but
checked
himself
in
time
and
turned
to
Zossimov
again
.
“
This
is
Raskolnikov
,
”
mumbled
Zossimov
,
nodding
towards
him
.
Then
he
gave
a
prolonged
yawn
,
opening
his
mouth
as
wide
as
possible
.
Then
he
lazily
put
his
hand
into
his
waistcoat
-
pocket
,
pulled
out
a
huge
gold
watch
in
a
round
hunter
’
s
case
,
opened
it
,
looked
at
it
and
as
slowly
and
lazily
proceeded
to
put
it
back
.
Raskolnikov
himself
lay
without
speaking
,
on
his
back
,
gazing
persistently
,
though
without
understanding
,
at
the
stranger
.
Now
that
his
face
was
turned
away
from
the
strange
flower
on
the
paper
,
it
was
extremely
pale
and
wore
a
look
of
anguish
,
as
though
he
had
just
undergone
an
agonising
operation
or
just
been
taken
from
the
rack
.
But
the
new
-
comer
gradually
began
to
arouse
his
attention
,
then
his
wonder
,
then
suspicion
and
even
alarm
.
When
Zossimov
said
“
This
is
Raskolnikov
”
he
jumped
up
quickly
,
sat
on
the
sofa
and
with
an
almost
defiant
,
but
weak
and
breaking
,
voice
articulated
:
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“
Yes
,
I
am
Raskolnikov
!
What
do
you
want
?
”
The
visitor
scrutinised
him
and
pronounced
impressively
:
“
Pyotr
Petrovitch
Luzhin
.
I
believe
I
have
reason
to
hope
that
my
name
is
not
wholly
unknown
to
you
?
”
But
Raskolnikov
,
who
had
expected
something
quite
different
,
gazed
blankly
and
dreamily
at
him
,
making
no
reply
,
as
though
he
heard
the
name
of
Pyotr
Petrovitch
for
the
first
time
.
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“
Is
it
possible
that
you
can
up
to
the
present
have
received
no
information
?
”
asked
Pyotr
Petrovitch
,
somewhat
disconcerted
.
In
reply
Raskolnikov
sank
languidly
back
on
the
pillow
,
put
his
hands
behind
his
head
and
gazed
at
the
ceiling
.
A
look
of
dismay
came
into
Luzhin
’
s
face
.
Zossimov
and
Razumihin
stared
at
him
more
inquisitively
than
ever
,
and
at
last
he
showed
unmistakable
signs
of
embarrassment
.