Sonia with a faint cry ran up, embraced him and remained so without moving.

He died in her arms.
"He's got what he wanted," Katerina Ivanovna cried, seeing her husband's dead body.

"Well, what's to be done now?
How am I to bury him! What can I give them to-morrow to eat ?" Raskolnikov went up to Katerina Ivanovna.
"Katerina Ivanovna," he began, "last week your husband told me all his life and circumstances....

Believe me, he spoke of you with passionate reverence.

From that evening, when I learnt how devoted he was to you all and how he loved and respected you especially, Katerina Ivanovna, in spite of his unfortunate weakness, from that evening we became friends....