crime and punishment(罪与罚)-第79章
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to…day； they will carry it to the cemetery； into the chapel； until
to…morrow。 At first Katerina Ivanovna was unwilling； but now she
sees herself that it's necessary。。。〃
〃To…day； then？〃
〃She begs you to do us the honour to be in the church to…morrow
for the service； and then to be present at the funeral lunch。〃
〃She is giving a funeral lunch？〃
〃Yes。。。 just a little。。。。 She told me to thank you very much for
helping us yesterday。 But for you； we should have had nothing for
the funeral。〃
All at once her lips and chin began trembling； but； with an
effort； she controlled herself； looking down again。
During the conversation； Raskolnikov watched her carefully。 She
had a thin； very thin； pale little face； rather irregular and angular；
with a sharp little nose and chin。 She could not have been called
pretty； but her blue eyes were so clear； and when they lighted up；
there was such a kindliness and simplicity in her expression that
one could not help being attracted。 Her face； and her whole figure
indeed； had another peculiar characteristic。 In spite of her
eighteen years； she looked almost a little girl… almost a child。 And
in some of her gestures； this childishness seemed almost absurd。
〃But has Katerina Ivanovna been able to manage with such small
means？ Does she even mean to have a funeral lunch？〃 Raskolnikov asked；
persistently keeping up the conversation。
〃The coffin will be plain； of course。。。 and everything will be
plain； so it won't cost much。 Katerina Ivanovna and I have reckoned it
all out； so that there will be enough left。。。 and Katerina Ivanovna
was very anxious it should be so。 You know one can't。。。 it's a comfort
to her。。。 she is like that； you know。。。。〃
〃I understand； I understand。。。 of course。。。 why do you look at my
room like that？ My mother has just said it is like a tomb。〃
〃You gave us everything yesterday；〃 Sonia said suddenly； in reply；
in a loud rapid whisper； and again she looked down in confusion。 Her
lips and chin were trembling once more。 She had been struck at once by
Raskolnikov's poor surroundings； and now these words broke out
spontaneously。 A silence followed。 There was a light in Dounia's eyes；
and even Pulcheria Alexandrovna looked kindly at Sonia。
〃Rodya；〃 she said； getting up； 〃we shall have dinner together； of
course。 Come； Dounia。。。。 And you； Rodya； had better go for a little
walk； and then rest and lie down before you come to see us。。。。 I am
afraid we have exhausted you。。。。〃
〃Yes； yes； I'll come；〃 he answered； getting up fussily。 〃But I
have something to see to。〃
〃But surely you will have dinner together？〃 cried Razumihin； looking
in surprise at Raskolnikov。 〃What do you mean？〃
〃Yes； yes； I am coming。。。 of course； of course！ And you stay a
minute。 You do not want him just now； do you； mother？ Or perhaps I
am taking him from you？〃
〃Oh； no； no。 And will you； Dmitri Prokofitch； do us the favour of
dining with us？〃
〃Please do；〃 added Dounia。
Razumihin bowed； positively radiant。 For one moment； they were all
strangely embarrassed。
〃Good…bye； Rodya； that is till we meet。 I do not like saying
good…bye。 Good…bye； Nastasya。 Ah； I have said good…bye again。〃
Pulcheria Alexandrovna meant to greet Sonia； too； but it somehow
failed to come off； and she went in a flutter out of the room。
But Avdotya Romanovna seemed to await her turn； and following her
mother out； gave Sonia an attentive； courteous bow。 Sonia； in
confusion； gave a hurried； frightened curtsy。 There was a look of
poignant discomfort in her face； as though Avdotya Romanovna's
courtesy and attention were oppressive and painful to her。
〃Dounia； good…bye；〃 called Raskolnikov； in the passage。 〃Give me
your hand。〃
〃Why； I did give it to you。 Have you forgotten？〃 said Dounia；
turning warmly and awkwardly to him。
〃Never mind； give it to me again。〃 And he squeezed her fingers
warmly。
Dounia smiled； flushed； pulled her hand away； and went off quite
happy。
〃Come； that's capital；〃 he said to Sonia； going back and looking
brightly at her。 〃God give peace to the dead； the living have still to
live。 That is right； isn't it？〃
Sonia looked surprised at the sudden brightness of his face。 He
looked at her for some moments in silence。 The whole history of the
dead father floated before his memory in those moments。。。。
…
〃Heavens； Dounia；〃 Pulcheria Alexandrovna began； as soon as they
were in the street； 〃I really feel relieved myself at coming away…
more at ease。 How little did I think yesterday in the train that I
could ever be glad of that。〃
〃I tell you again； mother； he is still very ill。 Don't you see it？
Perhaps worrying about us upset him。 We must be patient； and much；
much can be forgiven。〃
〃Well； you were not very patient！〃 Pulcheria Alexandrovna caught her
up； hotly and jealously。 〃Do you know； Dounia； I was looking at you
two。 You are the very portrait of him； and not so much in face as in
soul。 You are both melancholy； both morose and hot tempered； both
haughty and both generous。。。。 Surely he can't be an egoist； Dounia。
Eh？ When I think of what is in store for us this evening； my heart
sinks！〃
〃Don't be uneasy； mother。 What must be； will be。〃
〃Dounia； only think what a position we are in！ What if Pyotr
Petrovitch breaks it off？〃 poor Pulcheria Alexandrovna blurted out；
incautiously。
〃He won't be worth much if he does；〃 answered Dounia； sharply and
contemptuously。
〃We did well to come away；〃 Pulcheria Alexandrovna hurriedly broke
in。 〃He was in a hurry about some business or other。 If he gets out
and has a breath of air。。。 it is fearfully close in his room。。。。 But
where is one to get a breath of air here。 The very streets here feel
like shut…up rooms。 Good heavens！ what a town！。。。 stay。。。 this side。。。
they will crush you… carrying something。 Why； it is a piano they
have got； I declare。。。 how they push。。。 I am very much afraid of
that young woman； too。〃
〃What young woman； mother？
〃Why； that Sofya Semyo
