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Updated: June 11, 2025
Razumov saw clearly, towering at her back, a dark mass of masonry veiled in snowflakes, with the long row of windows of the eating-shop shining greasily very near the ground. The ghost of that night pursued him. He stood up to it with rage and with weariness. "Did the late Haldin ever by chance speak to you of that house?" Sophia Antonovna was anxious to know. "Yes."
Razumov, trying to raise himself above the dangerous weaknesses of contempt or compassion, had preserved an impassive countenance. She, with an unaffected touch of mere bitterness, the first he could notice since he had come in contact with the woman, went on
The Prince was vexed beyond measure, and even indignant. But his humane instincts and a subtle sense of self-respect could not allow him to let this young man be thrown out into the street by base menials. He retreated unseen into his room, and after a little rang his bell. Razumov heard in the hall an ominously raised harsh voice saying somewhere far away "Show the gentleman in here."
She lost the fortitude worthy of both the men, the dead and the living; the fortitude which should have been the note of the meeting of Victor Haldin's sister with Victor Haldin's only known friend. He was looking at her keenly, but said nothing, and she was she confessed painfully affected by his want of comprehension. All she could say was: "You are Mr. Razumov."
Do give over, little father. They are unlucky people." Razumov moved his shoulders slightly. "Or is it that some secret enemy has been calumniating you, Kirylo Sidorovitch? The world is full of black hearts and false denunciations nowadays. There is much fear about." "Have you heard that I have been denounced by some one?" asked Razumov, without taking his eyes off her quivering face.
But I don't see how my passage through your rooms can be ever known. If I should be got hold of, I'll know how to keep silent no matter what they may be pleased to do to me," he added grimly. He began to walk again while Razumov sat still appalled. "You thought that " he faltered out almost sick with indignation. "Yes, Razumov. Yes, brother. Some day you shall help to build.
It covered the passive land with its lives of countless people like Ziemianitch and its handful of agitators like this Haldin murdering foolishly. It was a sort of sacred inertia. Razumov felt a respect for it. A voice seemed to cry within him, "Don't touch it."
Come to see us here in a few days. This must be gone into deeply deeply, between you and me. Quite to the bottom. To the...And, by the by, you must bring along Natalia Victorovna you know, the Haldin girl.... "Am I to take this as my first instruction from you?" inquired Razumov stiffly. Peter Ivanovitch seemed perplexed by this new attitude. "Ah! h'm!
Whatever acknowledgment Razumov was prepared for, he was not prepared to have both his hands seized in the great man's grasp. The swiftness of the movement was aggressive enough to startle. The burly feminist could not have been quicker had his purpose been to jerk Razumov treacherously up on the landing and bundle him behind one of the numerous closed doors near by.
A rattling laugh, which seemed beyond her control, interrupted her for a moment. "A slavish nature would find consolation in the fact that the principal robber was an exalted and almost a sacrosanct person a Grand Duke, in fact. Do you understand, Mr. Razumov? A Grand Duke No! You have no idea what thieves those people are! Downright thieves!"
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