She trusts your word now.

Here, take it, you see I have torn it." Razumihin put the note on the table.

Raskolnikov looked at him and turned to the wall without uttering a word.

Even Razumihin felt a twinge.
"I see, brother," he said a moment later, "that I have been playing the fool again.

I thought I should amuse you with my chatter, and I believe I have only made you cross." "Was it you I did not recognise when I was delirious ?" Raskolnikov asked, after a moment's pause without turning his head.
"Yes, and you flew into a rage about it, especially when I brought Zametov one day." "Zametov?
The head clerk?
What for ?" Raskolnikov turned round quickly and fixed his eyes on Razumihin.
"What's the matter with you ?...