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"That his hands trembled?" observed Zametov, "yes, that's quite

possible. That, I feel quite sure, is possible. Sometimes one

can't stand things."

"Can't stand that?"

"Why, could you stand it then? No, I couldn't. For the sake of a

hundred roubles to face such a terrible experience? To go with

false notes into a bank where it's their business to spot that

sort of thing! No, I should not have the face to do it. Would

you?"

Raskolnikov had an intense desire again "to put his tongue out."

Shivers kept running down his spine.