Raskolnikov was waiting for him at the end of the passage.

　　He looked dully at her.

　　"No matter, I shall come.... I'm coming," he muttered in anundertone, as though not fully conscious of what he was saying, and hewent out of the room.

　　"Wicked, heartless egoist!" cried Dounia.

　　"He is insane, but not heartless. He is mad! Don't you see it?You're heartless after that!" Razumihin whispered in her ear,squeezing her hand tightly. "I shall be back directly," he shoutedto the horror-stricken mother, and he ran out of the room.

　　Raskolnikov was waiting for him at the end of the passage.

　　"I knew you would run after me," he said. "Go back to them- bewith them... be with them to-morrow and always.... I... perhaps Ishall come... if I can. Good-bye."

　　And without holding out his hand he walked away.

　　"But where are you going? What are you doing? What's the matter withyou? How can you go on like this?" Razumihin muttered, at his wits'end.

　　Raskolnikov stopped once more.

　　"Once for all, never ask me about anything. I have nothing to tellyou. Don't come to see me. Maybe I'll come here.... Leave me, butdon't leave them. Do you understand me?"

　　It was dark in the corridor, they were standing near the lamp. For aminute they were looking at one another in silence. Razumihinremembered that minute all his life. Raskolnikov's burning andintent eyes grew more penetrating every moment, piercing into hissoul, into his consciousness. Suddenly Razumihin started. Somethingstrange, as it were, passed between them.... Some idea, some hint asit were, slipped, something awful, hideous, and suddenly understood onboth sides.... Razumihin turned pale.

　　"Do you understand now?" said Raskolnikov, his face twitchingnervously. "Go back, go to them," he said suddenly, and turningquickly, he went out of the house.

　　I will not attempt to describe how Razumihin went back to theladies, how he soothed them, how he protested that Rodya needed restin his illness, protested that Rodya was sure to come, that he wouldcome every day, that he was very, very much upset, that he must not beirritated, that he, Razumihin, would watch over him, would get him adoctor, the best doctor, a consultation.... In fact from thatevening Razumihin took his place with them as a son and a brother.