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He wondered at himself. Razumihin was one of his old comrades at

the university. It was remarkable that Raskolnikov had hardly any

friends at the university; he kept aloof from everyone, went to

see no one, and did not welcome anyone who came to see him, and

indeed everyone soon gave him up. He took no part in the

students' gatherings, amusements or conversations. He worked with

great intensity without sparing himself, and he was respected for

this, but no one liked him. He was very poor, and there was a

sort of haughty pride and reserve about him, as though he were

keeping something to himself. He seemed to some of his comrades

to look down upon them all as children, as though he were

superior in development, knowledge and convictions, as though

their beliefs and interests were beneath him.