But what if he's afraid himself, since the insult of Sunday, and afraid as he's never been before?
And so he's in a hurry to declare that he'll announce it himself, from fear that I should announce it.

Eh, don't blunder, Lebyadkin! And why does he come on the sly, at night, if he means to make it public himself?
And if he's afraid, it means that he's afraid now, at this moment, for these few days....

Eh, don't make a mistake, Lebyadkin! "He scares me with Pyotr Stepanovitch.

Oy, I'm frightened, I'm frightened! Yes, this is what's so frightening! And what induced me to blab to Liputin.

Goodness knows what these devils are up to.