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"I am the messenger from our office, from the merchant Shelopaev,

and I've come on business."

"Please sit down." Razumihin seated himself on the other side of

the table. "It's a good thing you've come to, brother," he went

on to Raskolnikov. "For the last four days you have scarcely

eaten or drunk anything. We had to give you tea in spoonfuls. I

brought Zossimov to see you twice. You remember Zossimov? He

examined you carefully and said at once it was nothing

serious--something seemed to have gone to your head. Some nervous

nonsense, the result of bad feeding, he says you have not had

enough beer and radish, but it's nothing much, it will pass and

you will be all right. Zossimov is a first-rate fellow! He is

making quite a name. Come, I won't keep you," he said, addressing

the man again. "Will you explain what you want? You must know,

Rodya, this is the second time they have sent from the office;

but it was another man last time, and I talked to him. Who was it

came before?"