What’s the
meaning of
it?”
Raskolnikov’s
voice
broke and
he seemed
unable to
articulate
the words
clearly.
The man
raised his
eyes this
time and
turned a
gloomy
sinister
look at
Raskolnikov.
“Murderer!”
he said
suddenly
in a quiet
but clear
and
distinct
voice.
Raskolnikov
went on
walking
beside
him. His
legs felt
suddenly
weak, a
cold
shiver ran
down his
spine, and
his heart
seemed to
stand
still for
a moment,
then
suddenly
began
throbbing
as though
