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Again
she
did
not
answer
.
He
waited
.
“
I
thought
you
would
cry
out
again
‘
don
’
t
speak
of
it
,
leave
off
.
’
”
Raskolnikov
gave
a
laugh
,
but
rather
a
forced
one
.
“
What
,
silence
again
?
”
he
asked
a
minute
later
.
“
We
must
talk
about
something
,
you
know
.
It
would
be
interesting
for
me
to
know
how
you
would
decide
a
certain
‘
problem
’
as
Lebeziatnikov
would
say
.
”
(
He
was
beginning
to
lose
the
thread
.
)
“
No
,
really
,
I
am
serious
.
Imagine
,
Sonia
,
that
you
had
known
all
Luzhin
’
s
intentions
beforehand
.
Known
,
that
is
,
for
a
fact
,
that
they
would
be
the
ruin
of
Katerina
Ivanovna
and
the
children
and
yourself
thrown
in
—
since
you
don
’
t
count
yourself
for
anything
—
Polenka
too
.
.
.
for
she
’
ll
go
the
same
way
.
Well
,
if
suddenly
it
all
depended
on
your
decision
whether
he
or
they
should
go
on
living
,
that
is
whether
Luzhin
should
go
on
living
and
doing
wicked
things
,
or
Katerina
Ivanovna
should
die
?
How
would
you
decide
which
of
them
was
to
die
?
I
ask
you
?
”
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Sonia
looked
uneasily
at
him
.
There
was
something
peculiar
in
this
hesitating
question
,
which
seemed
approaching
something
in
a
roundabout
way
.
“
I
felt
that
you
were
going
to
ask
some
question
like
that
,
”
she
said
,
looking
inquisitively
at
him
.
“
I
dare
say
you
did
.
But
how
is
it
to
be
answered
?
”
“
Why
do
you
ask
about
what
could
not
happen
?
”
said
Sonia
reluctantly
.
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“
Then
it
would
be
better
for
Luzhin
to
go
on
living
and
doing
wicked
things
?
You
haven
’
t
dared
to
decide
even
that
!
”
“
But
I
can
’
t
know
the
Divine
Providence
.
.
.
.
And
why
do
you
ask
what
can
’
t
be
answered
?
What
’
s
the
use
of
such
foolish
questions
?
How
could
it
happen
that
it
should
depend
on
my
decision
—
who
has
made
me
a
judge
to
decide
who
is
to
live
and
who
is
not
to
live
?
”
“
Oh
,
if
the
Divine
Providence
is
to
be
mixed
up
in
it
,
there
is
no
doing
anything
,
”
Raskolnikov
grumbled
morosely
.