I apologised, came away, and reported to Avdotya Romanovna.
So that's all nonsense and you haven't got a girl; the most likely thing is that you are mad.
But here you sit, guzzling boiled beef as though you'd not had a bite for three days.
Though as far as that goes, madmen eat too, but though you have not said a word to me yet... you are not mad!
That I'd swear!
Above all, you are not mad!
So you may go to hell, all of you, for there's some mystery, some secret about it, and I don't intend to worry my brains over your secrets.
So I've simply come to swear at you," he finished, getting up, "to relieve my mind. And I know what to do now."
"What do you mean to do now?"
"What business is it of yours what I mean to do?"
"You are going in for a drinking bout."
"How... how did you know?"
"Why, it's pretty plain."
Razumihin paused for a minute.
"You always have been a very rational person and you've never been mad, never," he observed suddenly with warmth.
"You're right: I shall drink.
Good-bye!"
And he moved to go out.
"I was talking with my sister--the day before yesterday, I think it was--about you, Razumihin."
"About me!
But... where can you have seen her the day before yesterday?" Razumihin stopped short and even turned a little pale.
One could see that his heart was throbbing slowly and violently.
"She came here by herself, sat there and talked to me."
"She did!"
"Yes."
"What did you say to her... I mean, about me?"
"I told her you were a very good, honest, and industrious man.
I didn't tell her you love her, because she knows that herself."
"She knows that herself?"
"Well, it's pretty plain.
Wherever I might go, whatever happened to me, you would remain to look after them.
I, so to speak, give them into your keeping, Razumihin.
I say this because I know quite well how you love her, and am convinced of the purity of your heart.
I know that she too may love you and perhaps does love you already.
Now decide for yourself, as you know best, whether you need go in for a drinking bout or not."
"Rodya!
You see... well....
Ach, damn it!
But where do you mean to go?
Of course, if it's all a secret, never mind....
But I... I shall find out the secret... and I am sure that it must be some ridiculous nonsense and that you've made it all up.
Anyway you are a capital fellow, a capital fellow!..."
"That was just what I wanted to add, only you interrupted, that that was a very good decision of yours not to find out these secrets.
Leave it to time, don't worry about it.
You'll know it all in time when it must be.
Yesterday a man said to me that what a man needs is fresh air, fresh air, fresh air.
I mean to go to him directly to find out what he meant by that."
Razumihin stood lost in thought and excitement, making a silent conclusion.
"He's a political conspirator!
He must be.