Five minutes passed. He still paced up and down the room in silence, not looking at her. At last he went up to her; eyes glittered. He put his two hands on her shoulders and looked straight into her tearful face. His eyes were hard, feverish, and piercing, his lips were twitching. All at once he bent down quickly and dropping to the ground, kissed her foot. Sonia drew back from him as from a madman. He certainly looked like a madman.
The temperament reflects everything like a mirror! Gaze into it and admire what you see! But why are you so pale, Rodion Romanovich? Is the room stuffy? Shall I open the window?
“I am guilty! The sin is mine! I am the murderer,” Nikolai articulated suddenly, rather breathless, but speaking fairly loudly.
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