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That was what Dounia did. She stole by her brother and went up to Svidrigailov. Let us make haste away, Svidrigailov whispered to her, I dont want Rodion Romanovitch to know of our meeting. I must tell you Ive been sitting with him in the restaurant close by, where he looked me up and I had great difficulty in getting rid of him. He has somehow heard of my letter to you and suspects something. It wasnt you who told him, of course, but if not you, who then? Well, weve turned the corner now, Dounia interrupted, and my brother wont see us. I have to tell you that I am going no further with you. Speak to me here. You can tell it all in the street. In the first place, I cant say it in the street; secondly, you must hear Sofya Semyonovna too; and, thirdly, I will show you some papers. Oh well, if you wont agree to come with me, I shall refuse to give any explanation and go away at once. But I beg you not to forget that a very curious secret of your beloved brothers is entirely in my keeping. Dounia stood still, hesitating, and looked at Svidrigailov with searching eyes. What are you afraid of? he observed quietly. The town is not the country. And even in the country you did me more harm than I did you. Have you prepared Sofya Semyonovna? No, I have not said a word to her and am not quite certain whether she is at home now. But most likely she is. She has buried her stepmother to-day: she is not likely to go visiting on such a day. For the time I dont want to speak to anyone about it and I half regret having spoken to you. The slightest indiscretion is as bad as betrayal in a thing like this. I live there in that house, we are coming to it. Thats the porter of our househe knows me very well; you see, hes bowing; he sees Im coming with a lady and no doubt he has noticed your face already and you will be glad of that if you are afraid of me and suspicious. Excuse my putting things so coarsely. I havent a flat to myself; Sofya Semyonovnas room is next to mineshe lodges in the next flat. The whole floor is let out in lodgings. Why are you frightened like a child? Am I really so terrible? Svidrigailovs lips were twisted in a condescending smile; but he was in no smiling mood. His heart was throbbing and he could scarcely breathe. He spoke rather loud to cover his growing excitement. But Dounia did not notice this peculiar excitement, she was so irritated by his remark that she was frightened of him like a child and that he was so terrible to her. Though I know that you are not a man of honour, I am not in the least afraid of you. Lead the way, she said with apparent composure, but her face was very pale. Svidrigailov stopped at Sonias room. Allow me to inquire whether she is at home. She is not. How unfortunate! But I know she may come quite soon. If shes gone out, it can only be to see a lady about the orphans. Their mother is dead. Ive been meddling and making arrangements for them. If Sofya Semyonovna does not come back in ten minutes, I will send her to you, to-day if you like. This is my flat. These are my two rooms. Madame Resslich, my landlady, has the next room. Now, look this way. I will show you my chief piece of evidence: this door from my bedroom leads into two perfectly empty rooms, which are to let. Here they are You must look into them with some attention. Svidrigailov occupied two fairly large furnished rooms. Dounia was looking about her mistrustfully, but saw nothing special in the furniture or position of the rooms. Yet there was something to observe, for instance, that Svidrigailovs flat was exactly between two sets of almost uninhabited apartments. His rooms were not entered directly from the passage, but through the landladys two almost empty rooms. Unlocking a door leading out of his bedroom, Svidrigailov showed Dounia the two empty rooms that |
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