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"Mother," said Rogojin, kissing her hand, "here is my great friend, Prince Muishkin; we have exchanged crosses; he was like a real brother to me at Moscow at one time, and did a great deal for me. Bless him, mother, as you would bless your own son. Wait a moment, let me arrange your hands for you."

Both were silent for a few moments. "When you are not with me I hate you, Lef Nicolaievitch. I have loathed you every day of these three months since I last saw you. By heaven I have!" said Rogojin. "I could have poisoned you at any minute. Now, you have been with me but a quarter of an hour, and all my malice seems to have melted away, and you are as dear to me as ever.

In conversation with Rogojin he had attributed this sensation to pity immeasurable pity, and this was the truth. The sight of the portrait face alone had filled his heart full of the agony of real sympathy; and this feeling of sympathy, nay, of actual SUFFERING, for her, had never left his heart since that hour, and was still in full force. Oh yes, and more powerful than ever!

"That she did not disgrace me at Moscow with that officer. Zemtuznikoff? I know for certain she did, after having fixed our marriage-day herself!" "Impossible!" cried the prince. "I know it for a fact," replied Rogojin, with conviction. "It is not like her, you say? My friend, that's absurd.

If you don't get it out, it shall burn. I will let no one else come; away get away, all of you it's my money! Rogojin has bought me with it. Is it my money, Rogojin?" "Yes, my queen; it's your own money, my joy." "Get away then, all of you. I shall do as I like with my own don't meddle! Ferdishenko, make up the fire, quick!"

Why do you want to know all this?" The prince looked at him, but said nothing. He had suddenly relapsed into musing, and had probably not heard the question at all. Rogojin did not insist upon an answer, and there was silence for a few moments. "I guessed which was your house from a hundred yards off," said the prince at last. "Why so?" "I don't quite know.

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" said the prince, and again he wore the smile which was so inconsistent with the circumstances. "Yes, he will be ashamed!" cried Rogojin. "Prince, my dear fellow, leave this and come away with me. I'll show you how Rogojin shows his affection for his friends." Nastasia Philipovna was also much impressed, both with Gania's action and with the prince's reply.

Both these ladies took their seats in a carriage, which was waiting at the door, talking and laughing loudly the while, and drove away without appearing to notice the approaching couple. No sooner had the carriage driven off than the door opened once more; and Rogojin, who had apparently been awaiting them, let them in and closed it after them.

Without as well as within, the houses seem inhospitable and mysterious an impression which is difficult to explain, unless it has something to do with the actual architectural style. These houses are almost exclusively inhabited by the merchant class. Arrived at the gate, the prince looked up at the legend over it, which ran: "House of Rogojin, hereditary and honourable citizen."

In short, he plainly showed his conviction that a man in his position could have nothing to do with Rogojin and his companions. But Nastasia interrupted him at his first words. "Ah, general!" she cried, "I was forgetting! If I had only foreseen this unpleasantness! I won't insist on keeping you against your will, although I should have liked you to be beside me now.