that　is　of　the　murder；　you　beg　to　inform　the　lawyer　in　charge　of　the
  case　that　such　and　such　things　belong　to　you；　and　that　you　desire　to
  redeem　them。。。　or。。。　but　they　will　write　to　you。〃
  〃That's　just　the　point；　that　at　the　present　moment；〃　Raskolnikov
  tried　his　utmost　to　feign　embarrassment；　〃I　am　not　quite　in　funds。。。
  and　even　this　trifling　sum　is　beyond　me。。。　I　only　wanted；　you　see；　for
  the　present　to　declare　that　the　things　are　mine；　and　that　when　I
  have　money。。。。〃
  〃That's　no　matter；〃　answered　Porfiry　Petrovitch；　receiving　his
  explanation　of　his　pecuniary　position　coldly；　〃but　you　can；　if　you
  prefer；　write　straight　to　me；　to　say；　that　having　been　informed　of　the
  matter；　and　claiming　such　and　such　as　your　property；　you　beg。。。〃
  〃On　an　ordinary　sheet　of　paper？〃　Raskolnikov　interrupted　eagerly；
  again　interested　in　the　financial　side　of　the　question。
  〃Oh；　the　most　ordinary；〃　and　suddenly　Porfiry　Petrovitch　looked　with
  obvious　irony　at　him；　screwing　up　his　eyes　and　as　it　were　winking　at
  him。　But　perhaps　it　was　Raskolnikov's　fancy；　for　it　all　lasted　but　a
  moment。　There　was　certainly　something　of　the　sort；　Raskolnikov　could
  have　sworn　he　winked　at　him；　goodness　knows　why。
  〃He　knows；〃　flashed　through　his　mind　like　lightning。
  〃Forgive　my　troubling　you　about　such　trifles；〃　he　went　on；　a
  little　disconcerted；　〃the　things　are　only　worth　five　roubles；　but　I
  prize　them　particularly　for　the　sake　of　those　from　whom　they　came　to
  me；　and　I　must　confess　that　I　was　alarmed　when　I　heard。。。〃
  〃That's　why　you　were　so　much　struck　when　I　mentioned　to　Zossimov
  that　Porfiry　was　inquiring　for　every　one　who　had　pledges！〃　Razumihin
  put　in　with　obvious　intention。
  This　was　really　unbearable。　Raskolnikov　could　not　help　glancing　at
  him　with　a　flash　of　vindictive　anger　in　his　black　eyes；　but
  immediately　recollected　himself。
  〃You　seem　to　be　jeering　at　me；　brother？〃　he　said　to　him；　with　a
  well…feigned　irritability。　〃I　dare　say　I　do　seem　to　you　absurdly
  anxious　about　such　trash；　but　you　mustn't　think　me　selfish　or　grasping
  for　that；　and　these　two　things　may　be　anything　but　trash　in　my　eyes。　I
  told　you　just　now　that　the　silver　watch；　though　it's　not　worth　a　cent；
  is　the　only　thing　left　us　of　my　father's。　You　may　laugh　at　me；　but
  my　mother　is　here；〃　he　turned　suddenly　to　Porfiry；　〃and　if　she
  knew；〃　he　turned　again　hurriedly　to　Razumihin；　carefully　making　his
  voice　tremble；　〃that　the　watch　was　lost；　she　would　be　in　despair！
  You　know　what　women　are！〃
  〃Not　a　bit　of　it！　I　didn't　mean　that　at　all！　Quite　the　contrary！〃
  shouted　Razumihin　distressed。
  〃Was　it　right？　Was　it　natural？　Did　I　overdo　it？〃　Raskolnikov　asked
  himself　in　a　tremor。　〃Why　did　I　say　that　about　women？〃
  〃Oh；　your　mother　is　with　you？〃　Porfiry　Petrovitch　inquired。
  〃Yes。〃
  〃When　did　she　come？〃
  〃Last　night。〃
  Porfiry　paused　as　though　reflecting。
  〃Your　things　would　not　in　any　case　be　lost；〃　he　went　on　calmly　and
  coldly。　〃I　have　been　expecting　you　here　for　some　time。〃
  And　as　though　that　was　a　matter　of　no　importance；　he　carefully
  offered　the　ash…tray　to　Razumihin；　who　was　ruthlessly　scattering
  cigarette　ash　over　the　carpet。　Raskolnikov　shuddered；　but　Porfiry
  did　not　seem　to　be　looking　at　him；　and　was　still　concerned　with
  Razumihin's　cigarette。
  〃What？　Expecting　him？　Why；　did　you　know　that　he　had　pledges
  there？〃　cried　Razumihin。
  Porfiry　Petrovitch　addressed　himself　to　Raskolnikov。
  〃Your　things；　the　ring　and　the　watch；　were　wrapped　up　together；
  and　on　the　paper　your　name　was　legibly　written　in　pencil；　together
  with　the　date　on　which　you　left　them　with　her。。。〃
  〃How　observant　you　are！〃　Raskolnikov　smiled　awkwardly；　doing　his
  very　utmost　to　look　him　straight　in　the　face；　but　he　failed；　and
  suddenly　added：
  〃I　say　that　because　I　suppose　there　were　a　great　many　pledges。。。
  that　it　must　be　difficult　to　remember　them　all。。。。　But　you　remember
  them　all　so　clearly；　and。。。　and。。。〃
  〃Stupid！　Feeble！〃　he　thought。　〃Why　did　I　add　that？〃
  〃But　we　know　all　who　had　pledges；　and　you　are　the　only　one　who
  hasn't　come　forward；〃　Porfiry　answered　with　hardly　perceptible　irony。
  〃I　haven't　been　quite　well。〃
  〃I　heard　that　too。　I　heard；　indeed；　that　you　were　in　great
  distress　about　something。　You　look　pale　still。〃
  〃I　am　not　pale　at　all。。。。　No；　I　am　quite　well；〃　Raskolnikov
  snapped　out　rudely　and　angrily；　completely　changing　his　tone。　His
  anger　was　mounting；　he　could　not　repress　it。　〃And　in　my　anger　I
  shall　betray　myself；〃　flashed　through　his　mind　again。　〃Why　are　they
  torturing　me？〃
  〃Not　quite　well！〃　Razumihin　caught　him　up。　〃What　next！　He　was
  unconscious　and　delirious　all　yesterday。　Would　you　believe；　Porfiry；
  as　soon　as　our　backs　were　turned；　he　dressed；　though　he　could　hardly
  stand；　and　gave　us　the　slip　and　went　off　on　a　spree　somewhere　till
  midnight；　delirious　all　the　time！　Would　you　believe　it！
  Extraordinary！〃
  〃Really　delirious？　You　don't　say　so！〃　Porfiry　shook　his　head　in　a
  womanish　way。
  〃Nonsense！　Don't　you　believe　it！　But　you　don't　believe　it　anyway；〃
  Raskolnikov　let　slip　in　his　anger。　But　Porfiry　Petrovitch　did　not　seem
  to　catch　those　strange　words。
  〃But　how　could　you　have　gone　out　if　you　hadn't　been　delirious？〃
  Razumihin　got　hot　suddenly。　〃What　did　you　go　out　for？　What　was　the
  object　of　it？　And　why　on　the　sly？　Were　you　in　your　senses　when　you　did
  it？　Now　that　all　danger　is　over　I　can　speak　plainly。〃
  〃I　was　awfully　sick　of　them　yesterday。〃　Raskolnikov　addressed
  Porfiry　suddenly　with　a　smile　of　insolent　defiance；　〃I　ran　away　from
  them　to　take　lodgings　where　they　wouldn't　find　me；　and　took　a　lot　of
  money　with　me。　Mr。　Zametov　there　saw　it。　I　say；　Mr。　Zametov；　was　I
  sensible　or　delirious　yesterday；　settle　our　dispute。〃
  He　could　have　strangled　Zametov　at　that　moment；　so　hated　were　his
  expression　and　his　silence　to　him。
  〃In　my　opinion　you　talked　sensibly　and　even　artfully；　but　you　were
  extremely　irritable；〃　Zametov　pronounced　dryly。
  〃And　Nikodim　Fomitch　was　telling　me　to…day；〃　put　in　Porfiry
  Petrovitch；　〃that　he　met　you　very　late　last　night　in　the　lodging　of
  a　man　who　had　been　run　over。〃
  〃And　there；〃　said　Razumihin；　〃weren't　you　mad　then？　You　gave　your
  last　penny　to　the　widow　for　the　funeral。　If　you　wanted　to　help；　give
  fifteen　or　twenty　even；　but　keep　three　roubles　for　yourself　at
  least；　but　he　flung　away　all　the　twenty…five　at　once！〃
  〃Maybe　I　found　a　treasure　somewhere　and　you　know　nothing　of　it？　So
  that's　why　I　was　liberal　yesterday。。。。　Mr。　Zametov　knows　I've　found
  a　treasure！　Excuse　us；　please；　for　disturbing　you　for　half　an　hour
  with　such　trivialities；〃　he　said　turning　to　Porfiry　Petrovitch；　with
  trembling　lips。　〃We　are　boring　you；　aren't　we？〃
  〃Oh　no；　quite　the　contrary；　quite　the　contrary！　If　only　you　knew　how
  you　interest　me！　It's　interesting　to　look　on　and　listen。。。　and　I　am
  really　glad　you　have　come　forward　at　last。〃
  〃But　you　might　give　us　some　tea！　My　throat's　dry；〃　cried　Razumihin。
  〃Capital　idea！　Perhaps　we　will　a