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“
Some
fools
would
be
the
better
for
a
good
drubbing
,
as
well
as
having
their
hair
pulled
.
I
am
not
talking
of
my
late
husband
now
!
”
Katerina
Ivanovna
snapped
at
him
.
The
flush
on
her
cheeks
grew
more
and
more
marked
,
her
chest
heaved
.
In
another
minute
she
would
have
been
ready
to
make
a
scene
.
Many
of
the
visitors
were
sniggering
,
evidently
delighted
.
They
began
poking
the
commissariat
clerk
and
whispering
something
to
him
.
They
were
evidently
trying
to
egg
him
on
.
“
Allow
me
to
ask
what
are
you
alluding
to
,
”
began
the
clerk
,
“
that
is
to
say
,
whose
.
.
.
about
whom
.
.
.
did
you
say
just
now
.
.
.
But
I
don
’
t
care
!
That
’
s
nonsense
!
Widow
!
I
forgive
you
.
.
.
.
Pass
!
”
And
he
took
another
drink
of
vodka
.
Raskolnikov
sat
in
silence
,
listening
with
disgust
.
He
only
ate
from
politeness
,
just
tasting
the
food
that
Katerina
Ivanovna
was
continually
putting
on
his
plate
,
to
avoid
hurting
her
feelings
.
He
watched
Sonia
intently
.
But
Sonia
became
more
and
more
anxious
and
distressed
;
she
,
too
,
foresaw
that
the
dinner
would
not
end
peaceably
,
and
saw
with
terror
Katerina
Ivanovna
’
s
growing
irritation
.
She
knew
that
she
,
Sonia
,
was
the
chief
reason
for
the
‘
genteel
’
ladies
’
contemptuous
treatment
of
Katerina
Ivanovna
’
s
invitation
.
She
had
heard
from
Amalia
Ivanovna
that
the
mother
was
positively
offended
at
the
invitation
and
had
asked
the
question
:
“
How
could
she
let
her
daughter
sit
down
beside
that
young
person
?
”
Sonia
had
a
feeling
that
Katerina
Ivanovna
had
already
heard
this
and
an
insult
to
Sonia
meant
more
to
Katerina
Ivanovna
than
an
insult
to
herself
,
her
children
,
or
her
father
,
Sonia
knew
that
Katerina
Ivanovna
would
not
be
satisfied
now
,
“
till
she
had
shown
those
draggletails
that
they
were
both
.
.
.
”
To
make
matters
worse
someone
passed
Sonia
,
from
the
other
end
of
the
table
,
a
plate
with
two
hearts
pierced
with
an
arrow
,
cut
out
of
black
bread
.
Katerina
Ivanovna
flushed
crimson
and
at
once
said
aloud
across
the
table
that
the
man
who
sent
it
was
“
a
drunken
ass
!
”
Amalia
Ivanovna
was
foreseeing
something
amiss
,
and
at
the
same
time
deeply
wounded
by
Katerina
Ivanovna
’
s
haughtiness
,
and
to
restore
the
good
-
humour
of
the
company
and
raise
herself
in
their
esteem
she
began
,
apropos
of
nothing
,
telling
a
story
about
an
acquaintance
of
hers
“
Karl
from
the
chemist
’
s
,
”
who
was
driving
one
night
in
a
cab
,
and
that
“
the
cabman
wanted
him
to
kill
,
and
Karl
very
much
begged
him
not
to
kill
,
and
wept
and
clasped
hands
,
and
frightened
and
from
fear
pierced
his
heart
.
”
Though
Katerina
Ivanovna
smiled
,
she
observed
at
once
that
Amalia
Ivanovna
ought
not
to
tell
anecdotes
in
Russian
;
the
latter
was
still
more
offended
,
and
she
retorted
that
her
“
Vater
aus
Berlin
was
a
very
important
man
,
and
always
went
with
his
hands
in
pockets
.
”
Katerina
Ivanovna
could
not
restrain
herself
and
laughed
so
much
that
Amalia
Ivanovna
lost
patience
and
could
scarcely
control
herself
.
“
Listen
to
the
owl
!
”
Katerina
Ivanovna
whispered
at
once
,
her
good
-
humour
almost
restored
,
“
she
meant
to
say
he
kept
his
hands
in
his
pockets
,
but
she
said
he
put
his
hands
in
people
’
s
pockets
.
(
Cough
-
cough
.
)
And
have
you
noticed
,
Rodion
Romanovitch
,
that
all
these
Petersburg
foreigners
,
the
Germans
especially
,
are
all
stupider
than
we
!
Can
you
fancy
anyone
of
us
telling
how
‘
Karl
from
the
chemist
’
s
’
‘
pierced
his
heart
from
fear
’
and
that
the
idiot
,
instead
of
punishing
the
cabman
,
‘
clasped
his
hands
and
wept
,
and
much
begged
.
’
Ah
,
the
fool
!
And
you
know
she
fancies
it
’
s
very
touching
and
does
not
suspect
how
stupid
she
is
!
To
my
thinking
that
drunken
commissariat
clerk
is
a
great
deal
cleverer
,
anyway
one
can
see
that
he
has
addled
his
brains
with
drink
,
but
you
know
,
these
foreigners
are
always
so
well
behaved
and
serious
.
.
.
.
Look
how
she
sits
glaring
!
She
is
angry
,
ha
-
ha
!
(
Cough
-
cough
-
cough
.
)
”
