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you see, Rodya, I recognise you're a clever fellow, but you're a

fool!--and if you weren't a fool you'd come round to me this

evening instead of wearing out your boots in the street! Since

you have gone out, there's no help for it! I'd give you a snug

easy chair, my landlady has one... a cup of tea, company.... Or

you could lie on the sofa--any way you would be with us....

Zossimov will be there too. Will you come?"

"No."

"R-rubbish!" Razumihin shouted, out of patience. "How do you

know? You can't answer for yourself! You don't know anything

about it.... Thousands of times I've fought tooth and nail with

people and run back to them afterwards.... One feels ashamed and

goes back to a man! So remember, Potchinkov's house on the third

storey...."

"Why, Mr. Razumihin, I do believe you'd let anybody beat you from

sheer benevolence."

"Beat? Whom? Me? I'd twist his nose off at the mere idea!

Potchinkov's house, 47, Babushkin's flat...."