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With Razumihin he had got on, or, at least, he was more

unreserved and communicative with him. Indeed it was impossible

to be on any other terms with Razumihin. He was an exceptionally

good-humoured and candid youth, good-natured to the point of

simplicity, though both depth and dignity lay concealed under

that simplicity. The better of his comrades understood this, and

all were fond of him. He was extremely intelligent, though he was

certainly rather a simpleton at times. He was of striking

appearance--tall, thin, black-haired and always badly shaved. He

was sometimes uproarious and was reputed to be of great physical

strength. One night, when out in a festive company, he had with

one blow laid a gigantic policeman on his back. There was no

limit to his drinking powers, but he could abstain from drink

altogether; he sometimes went too far in his pranks; but he could

do without pranks altogether.