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"Evidence, indeed! Evidence that was no evidence, and that's what

we have to prove. It was just as they pitched on those fellows,

Koch and Pestryakov, at first. Foo! how stupidly it's all done,

it makes one sick, though it's not one's business! Pestryakov may

be coming to-night.... By the way, Rodya, you've heard about the

business already; it happened before you were ill, the day before

you fainted at the police office while they were talking about

it."

Zossimov looked curiously at Raskolnikov. He did not stir.

"But I say, Razumihin, I wonder at you. What a busybody you are!"

Zossimov observed.