prefered to take honest girl but without dowry.
A girl who already has suffered poor situation because,
as he explained, husband never must be
under an obligation towards his wife, and it's
more preferable if wife will consider husband her benefactor...
He expressed it somehow lightlier.
I remember only one idea...
yet it striked me as little bit too harsh.
Oh, a little bit!
Mom...but Dunya? what Dunya?
Words are not deeds, mommy.
Thou he's not a man of much education yet clever.
And it seems...
decent.
"It seems"? And sh's going to marry this "it seems"?
Pyotr Petrovich are now hurrying to Petersburg,
he has big business there, he's going to open
a public lawers office.
It's decided already that I and Dunya
are soon going to Petersburg...maybe even in a week.
Pyotr Petrovich was so kind
to take on himself part of expenses, that is,
dispatching of our luggage, big chest through his acquaintances.
And there deluded a little bit.
That's cheaper than a trip, and maybe
it will be free of charge for him.
It is ninety verst from here to railway.
I've already arranged with a cabman.
In a cart...???...a bride...
And farther we will travel in third class.
Thousand versts....
Notwithsanding this is your fiancee, mister Luzhin.
It has to be though of arrival in Petersburg, too.
It's not good to turn ap without a dime in pocket,
for first couple of days, at least.
What do you lot upon, mommy?
Well, i, you know, sometimes borrow on account of my pension
from local mechant Afanasy Ivanovich Vakhrushyn..
From Vakhrushyn? On account of pension? And after then?
And now, when everybody's got to know that Dunya
is going to marry Pyotr Petrovich,
my credit has increased and Afanasy Ivanovich will
entrust me even up to seventy five rubles...
So on coming days i will send you twenty five rubles...or even thirty.
Ah...ah, that's the whole deal.
They don't think of themselves. Not for her own good Dunya
is going to marry.
Well, of course, not from his...not her side...
there is particular love.
And what is? Respect?
Towards Luzhin?
Yet he is obvious to you, Avdotya Romanovna,
he doesn't take you as wife
but as lawful hostage.
You are only one for us, both for me and Dunya,
you are our everything.
Whole hope.
All our expectation.
What did you actually think of me?
No, Dunyechka, no, mom,
i don't want your sacrifice, i don't accept.
There is no way this will happen as long as i live, no way.
No way...but what will i do so that this won't happen?
Hey you, Svidrigailov, what do you want?
Just get out!
How dare you!
That's enough, gentlemen!
No fighting in public places!
You, what do you want? Who are you?
I want you. I'm former student, Raskolnikov.
Let's go, i will show you something.
You see? Totally drunk.
Who knows of what kind of people she is, but doesn't look like a profession.
Most likely she was deceived and made drunk somewhere, maybe first time,
and she's let on the street.
Well, she is clothed, not dressed by herself.
And now look here.
Trust me, he was following her.
And now he's waiting for me to go away.
What do we do no to give her away but to take home?
Miss, hey, miss, where do you live?
Go!...
Oh, how bad! What a shame. And...and so...misfortune.
Here's twenty kopeck. Take a cabman and bid him to take her
to her address.
If only she said where to take her, otherwise...
Miss, hey, miss...where will you order to...
Where do you have apartment?
Phe, shameless person, doesn't leave in peace
Don't worry, i won't let...
Listen up! Hey! Just leave it!
Let them have fun!
What have you to do with this?
Went away with my twenty kopeck.
Just let him take that gentleman, too,
and let the girl with him...and it ends with that.
Why did i intervene?
Just let them...
swallow one another alive.
Poor gir...yet that's how it ought to be.
Such percentage, they say, must go every year
down the drain so as not to trouble others.
But what if Dunyechka falls