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2. CHAPTER II
 (continued)"Hopelessly in the fullest sense, when you know beforehand that you
 will get nothing by it. You know, for instance, beforehand with
 positive certainty that this man, this most reputable and exemplary
 citizen, will on no consideration give you money; and indeed I ask you
 why should he? For he knows of course that I shan't pay it back. From
 compassion? But Mr. Lebeziatnikov who keeps up with modern ideas
 explained the other day that compassion is forbidden nowadays by
 science itself, and that that's what is done now in England, where
 there is political economy. Why, I ask you, should he give it to me?
 And yet though I know beforehand that he won't, I set off to him
 and . . ." "Why do you go?" put in Raskolnikov. "Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man
 must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely
 must go somewhere! When my own daughter first went out with a yellow
 ticket, then I had to go . . . (for my daughter has a yellow
 passport)," he added in parenthesis, looking with a certain uneasiness
 at the young man. "No matter, sir, no matter!" he went on hurriedly
 and with apparent composure when both the boys at the counter guffawed
 and even the innkeeper smiled--"No matter, I am not confounded by the
 wagging of their heads; for everyone knows everything about it
 already, and all that is secret is made open. And I accept it all, not
 with contempt, but with humility. So be it! So be it! 'Behold the
 man!' Excuse me, young man, can you. . . . No, to put it more strongly
 and more distinctly; not /can/ you but /dare/ you, looking upon me,
 assert that I am not a pig?" The young man did not answer a word. |