There was a perfect pool there." "But who are you ?" the workman cried, uneasy.
"Who am I ?" "Yes." "You want to know?
Come to the police station, I'll tell you." The workmen looked at him in amazement.
"It's time for us to go, we are late.

Come along, Alyoshka.

We must lock up," said the elder workman.
"Very well, come along," said Raskolnikov indifferently, and going out first, he went slowly downstairs.

"Hey, porter," he cried in the gateway.
At the entrance several people were standing, staring at the passers-by; the two porters, a peasant woman, a man in a long coat and a few others.
Raskolnikov went straight up to them.
"What do you want ?" asked one of the porters.
"Have you been to the police office ?" "I've just been there.

What do you want ?" "Is it open ?" "Of course." "Is the assistant there ?" "He was there for a time.